the sweltering moon
aligns with Mars / b
past the lemonade,
my creaking hammock swing / gj
into the wind
the crew manuevering
to maintain balance / b
slow ominous circles
a broken wing / gj
hiking with Dad
my three steps
to his one / ah
captured tadpoles
in a budweiser bottle / gj
a brief glimpse,
a reflection,
vanished in the crowd / b
seeing my breath
feeling yours / gj
gaseous bubbles
rise from
the ancient pond / b
acupressure points
easing digestion / gj
on Joe Pye's weed
caressing
the sleepy bees / b
a honey colored
autumn dusk / gj
Completed July 7, 2009
Revised July 12, 2009
altadenahiker-Karin Bugge
bandit-William Sorlien
govindajohn-John Merryfield
First published in Simply Haiku, Winter 2009
