Kukai 4

Haiku Writing Roundtable--Kukai 4, Fall 2004
(Select 5-8 favorite haiku, and write a ¶ of imagined response to 3 favorites.)

I sit on
the bronze man's lap
Smile!

winter morning
Bronze Man still reading
a clump of snow

in the rain . . .
the bronze man discovers
an unzipped fly

in the rain
bronze man reads
the same old page

he sits
immobile
and never turns the page

looking through the glass
all alone
the park bench

turning the page
surrounded by
outdoors

on the park bench they
     sit          apart
   and slowly move
         together

white-capped peaks
softly skim
the soft white clouds

a raindrop
passes from your nose
to mine

brown eyes meet
brown eyes
he smiles

the pigeon lady's
usual seat . . .
empty park bench

pen rolls
under the park bench
forgotten bread crumbs

pigeons:
the park bench
speckled white

san francisco
under the parkbench
her collected aluminum

on the bench
waiting for the bus
no one speaks

searching the airport
a secluded bench
home for the night

vacated park
we sit in silence
star gazing

through dense fog
the faint lights
of the night train

Curled up
Next to the brronze man
She snores gently

pulling out my pea coat
the third button
still missing

November morning
anniversary
of father's death

dust settling
follows me home
down the gravel road

doorbell rings
champagne and a movie
in his hands