The Heron´s Nest
a haikai journal ... 

spring joy
a twig dropped from the bridge
floats to the other side

my son noticing . . .
the attention i pay
to butterflies

beaded rain
in the crotch of wild cherry
tent caterpillars

summer raindrops
she washes her feet
in the grass

to cross the street
he hip-hops the heat waves
suburban crow

soft breeze–
a pair of butterflies alight
on a stalk of grass

in a flash
from sitting to hovering
the hummingbird

summer dawn—
light around the windows
as at grandmother's

early morning
glue sets in the shade
of the old shed

gray morning
a spider drags its catch
along the eaves