Paiku

In the swollen stream
Drowning grasses
Wave goodbye

Blossom
Ready to fall;
Only the thin sunlight
Holding it on

Only me
Between the soft green fields
And the soft grey sky

Tapping
February sunshine
Out of the alder catkins

January afternoon
Sidles away
Scolded by blackbirds 

The year
Is going home
And so should I

Crescent moon
Sharp
As the owl's shriek 

 

I kick the rock
Just to be sure
We're both real 

Squirrels chase
Evening sunlight
From tree to tree

October dandelion
Waiting
At the bus stop

Looking for
Strawberries;
Finding
Ladybirds 

 

Plenty of room
In the river today
For the sky

 

A stray hair
On my hat brim
Waving at passers by 

Thistledown adventurers
Floating on
Sunshine 

Full moon
Blowing past
In the gale

Cat
Pauses
To ignore the thunder