haiku
by Duncan Dwelle, February-May 2003
geese gone North to nest -
summer sun smiles high all day
baking my bones brown
subtle swift haiku
bold word mode paints gentle strokes
of a poet's brush
wind howling through trees
I sit snug knowing no boat
swings from my anchor
spring skies blow pregnant
as pillowed clouds promise rain
new green drinks deeply
faint phrase and fragment
of newborn haiku in hand
watching snowflakes melt
why does he smile so
talking head of war each night?
dry leaves fall silently
sad man's face reflects
fear on waters uncalmed by
oil filled drums of war