Haikus one hundred and forty-eight to one hundred and fifty-five

Miscellaneous

1

folding sheets of gold

spun on looms by magic hands...

domestic stories

2

three cats sun themselves 

on flat roofs near kitchen stoves

desk arrayed with art

3

carrion crows gab

scarves float around bright faces 

fall sends its perfume

4

glory in stone walls...

spacious square for gathering

to protest abuse

5

bags full of veggies,

fresh fruits, herbs, a floral spray - 

earth's generous yield

6

breathless climb to see

across a valley of need

an empty plate shines

7

after rains, sun sets

behind a mossy shelter

no sound of laughter

Haikus one hundred and forty-one to one hundred and forty-seven

Miscellaneous

1

overhead branches

floating on air petals fall

while clouds gently pass

2

daylight shifts its hue

worlds wait beyond human view

vast potentials rise

3

labyrinths of aisles

baubles, benches, baskets gleam

shifting planet sighs

4

driverless VAL speeds

along silver rails in town

platforms fill with crowds

5

squares, streets, parks, boutiques

lined up beside avenues

breathing history 

6

nuanced inflections

in rooms of conversations

empty glasses ring

7

roots lie uncovered 

a dog's nose pushes deeper 

exploring autumn

Haikus one hundred thirty-four to one hundred and forty

Miscellaneous

1

organza pages 

tea bags slow-stitched with verses

love's spoken textures 

2

miniature stacks

life-filled papery photos

words covered by ink

3

lost garden step-stone 

where fresh rosemary lingers

young squirrels scurry past 

4

whispers of old hills

rosy at sundown, blue now

on my own at dawn

5

books by hands fashioned

shared time with eager makers

calico cat naps

6 

jar for tea to share

found among discarded things

a portrait of Mom

7

dog tails whip my legs

closing the gate as I pass

cicada songs trill

Haikus one hundred twenty-seven to one hundred thirty-three

Summer's End
1
Honey glows golden
in a jar almost empty
but for memory
2
Streets lined with tables
abundant, piled wares displayed,
crowds peer intently
3
Rushing feet scramble
toward doors left closed for months
school bells ring again
4
Hang up the straw hat
gather umbrella and coat -
September changes
5
Long days disappear
beyond shortened horizons - 
ever-cycling earth
6
Liquid hours firm up
to begin punctually, 
agendas return
7
Watching leaves turn, fall
in colorful pirouettes
I'm a child once more

Haikus one hundred twenty to one hundred twenty-six

My Favorite Things
1
Bonjour from the guys
who ring up my groceries
neighborhood kindness
2
At the copy shop
small change can wait until next time
trust makes life gentle
3 
Eggshells and teabags
clutter my kitchen counter - 
everything's perfect
4 
Small keepsakes I found
buds, pods round black seeds, white puff 
life at Cerisy
5
Weathered doorknob turns
opens secrets left behind
still fine though rusted
6
Elegant trumpet,
vase adorned with your beauty -
ephemeral joy
7
Bright yellow flower
picked freshly from a garden -
carry sun's blessing!

Haikus one hundred and thirteen to one hundred and nineteen

When I Dream
1
Climbing, walking near
windows, doors, long corridors -
what will I find there?
2
Shimmering waters
beckon, soft fabrics float by
where I linger, mute
3
Long views, open doors
paths lead me further along
some urgent wind song
4
Builders bringing stones
to this field where I will stay - 
familiar new home
5
Rooms piled up with thought
even in corners, hiding
until discovered
6
Fresh breezes wafting
across my view so freely -
here, I can wonder
7
Another threshold -
entering, I see unfold
dream layered on dream

Haikus one hundred and six to one hundred and twelve

Watery worlds
1
Dunes facing waves' force
sit like referees at games 
where people gather
2
Seen - sails, swimmers move
in water, bare feet skim sands
seagrass clings to shore
3
At low tide treasure
appears, glinting in the sun -
mollusks, seaweed, shells
4
At season's end, seed
falls and follows windy streams
dried cattails release
5
Lonely survivors
carry on their ancient rites -
family koi pond
6
Pitter patternings
astride the curb reflect shapes
of giants above
7
Stream made on mountains,
trickles and flows through forests,
revisits my soul