Tagged: weather
Smoke Signals
Poem Late night with friends The rain on the windows They shake off time passing Secret in the shadows Laughing and wondering Who each other are Falling to pieces When revealing a scar...
A Cook Against the Storm
Haibun I turn on the barbeque just as a horizon-filling bank of rainclouds roll in. A sudden wind arrives. The songbirds’ ensemble speeds with urgency. I race this oncoming storm. The stakes? Our sardine...
A Day in My Life
Poem Leaves cut the air the airplane makes its way to unknown lands I wonder who it is that whispers in my ear The Earth feels alive and well with eyes greener than ever...
See-Through
Flash Fiction I’m going to tell you a story. The story starts with a dryer. A lonely and ornery bull of a dryer that had nothing better to do than to bump around...
A Winter Day Remembrance
Haibun Dad’s grave is likely covered. I haven’t seen it since Rob, Mom and I last visited together. She had laid an evergreen wreath with some winter blossom, whose name I never knew. This...
Snow Removal Irony
Haibun Another blizzard, another day off. I brush a half inch of water out of the garage before I start the snow-crusted Toro. The hum of the four-cycle motor fills the frigid air. The...
Winter’s Gift at a Vacation’s End
Haibun A layer of snow rests on the deck. Just a dusting. The reflection of tile on the storm door blends with that thin layer of snow. Light tries to breach the banks of...
Gray on Gray
Haibun Calcified gray dust rests on the screen of the bathroom window. Staining the sight of turned, sagging leaves under a gray sky. Leaves that wait for the next deluge or tempest. third day...
Another Aftermath
Haibun Bird songs, as I awake ahead of the alarm Headache: fruit of the prior day’s tension— or that extra glass of Burgundy Or another gift from that beloved team teacher I work through...
Fickle Weather
Haibun A gray canopy scatters in a sudden wind. Sunlight bathes the parched grass in radiance it no longer needs. A moment later, one last cloudbank eclipses the sun. budding Maple yearning for warmer...
Hurricane Sandy Serenade – Part Four (Finis)
Haibun Poem November 1st Another morning at the library: He watches POV videos, while I delete email. We cringe at the fire alarm a careless patron sets off when she steps outside to...
