butwait.blogspot.com || At least one haiku I am comfortable sharing. Every day.
trip planning —remembering the feelingof spreading out a map
deep comfort that comesfrom leaning on each other —bamboo in the wind
a song's final noteas long as the moon is full —hearts opening wide
overflowing withbirdsong and blossoms —pink moon season
rain without stopping —I tell myself againthat the moon's still there
hoarse the next day —I don't even rememberwhat I was yelling
white-throated sparrowson their way out while catbirdsget ready to shine
no weeping here —magnolias telling the cherriesto buck up
asleep and awakewith my back to the future —only the past feels real
