haiku and short form poems

by Tom Spencer

cow

on an island

of shade in the mid-day sun

- a stranded cow

retreat

meditation retreat -

breaking silence to talk

to a deaf dog

dragonflies

chasing dragonflies-

the little boy stops to check

his empty hand

rare winter sun

rare winter sun

loosening the rusted gate

in the grackle's throat

bus

a passing bus

fills my window with

its emptiness

Pear blossoms

Pear blossoms scattered
on the pavement - white petals
set adrift on an oily stream.

mockingbird

sandaled tourists stopped

by a mockingbird’s song – soon

it will sing in German

embrace

one by one these words

fall- paper stars burning in

the fire of your arms

london

sunday morning, empty streets-

the clicking of unseen heels

against damp pavement

blind man

old blind man on the

street - a pretty little girl

tosses you a glance

only the wind

only the wind flows

through this dry creek bed-

it was your glance

that set me adrift

1975

my breath forms wings

which beat against the glass;

between you and I- this moonlight.

westcave

echoing against the

walls of the cave- the

silence of our embrace

empty branches

empty branches

black with rain- but the stream

is filled with gold

cow creek

silhouette of pine against the

moonlit sky- from this motionless

cloud the voice of an owl.

winter sun 2

stretching out to fill

a sliver of sun

as it arcs across the floor-

the cat watches me

through narrowing eyes.

cold front clouds

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