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

 

Cold front clouds
blown taut across the sky-
blue grey skin
stretched thin
over the exposed ribs
of the season.

 

 

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