HAIKU 10

this rickety train's wheezy rattle

between a baby's shriek and an old man's wail

moves me still

HAIKU 9

the train rockets out of the tunnel

a tiny girl shrieks into delight --

the peek-a-boo day, pouncing

HAIKU VIII

the few pink flowers pinched between digits

as his hurried small steps gather time

and space, plump in my palms

HAIKU VII

through a glass clearly

the boy's insistent wave

greets myself or the dimming sun

HAIKU VI

a dozen boys on bikes

caress baseball cap brims --

lucky rabbit-foot hopes under grey-bellied clouds

HAIKU V

the ground's reluctant grind

an earth's tectonic sneeze

this midnight shift

HAIKU IV

an April wind sneaks

in between mismatched buttons --

black chest hair, defenseless