Haiku

Snow

Divisible by snow

On poles and trees

Dispersed without variations

Exact perfect improbable

Wind

The frost has set on the bough

Still as death

It stopped the wind

Mesa

A loud sunset transitions

A quiet mesa

Dark ground, pink cotton

India

Walking the moonlit river

The temple bells sound

Deep wordless breath

Inspiration

A woman leans forward

Hands on the table

Light above her smirk

Summer

It’s hot out

The ants need water

They follow me

laborer

The grey couch sinks

Evening shadows on stucco

Work boots on patio