longer than my break
the spring sun
holds me


honeybees
living in the wall –
the realtor’s frown

the parking lot full
of glittering chrome
Custer’s Battlefield


after the party
undressing
myself


Modern Haiku vol. XXIV, no.3 Fall, 1993

the young pirate points
‘there!’- on the crayon-colored
treasure map



Popeye…
our four-year old with zeal
eats his greens


Modern Haiku v. XXIII, no.3 Fall, 1992

end to end
three Ramblers take part
in the overgrown field


everyday she waits
at the bus stop ;
just to wait


cleaning the poop out…
his little Superman
underpants


Modern Haiku vol. XXIV, no.1 Winter-Spring 1993