Haiku 13-15

thumpety-thump thump
all the trains at Shinjuku

aroma of ramen

butterfly floating 

flowers on old metal fence

short beautiful life

of all things I’ve lost

I do believe I miss most

my sense of humor 

English Roads

Wales country to the morning
London to the evening

down the classic

English roads

old m.g.

growling away

finding 

a roadside pub

Fife and Horse

Drum and Bugle

or

some such name

fish and chips

a pint or two

of bitter

on our way again

past what appeared

to be an abandoned castle

undoubtedly 

complete with ghosts

playing the bagpipes 

at three in the morning 

medieval armor

moats and all

Hong Kong Shadows

Hong Kong shadows
a blur

dizzying lights

shapes sounds

all its ambiance 

a feast

for the senses 

dockside

many many boats

criss cross

an amount of curiosity 

goods trade hands

an amount of intrigue 

dinner tonight

Ho Lee Fook

drinks

there will be many

but not

too many

step lightly

Haiku 10-12

sunshine through the gaps
of the window shades shining
on the wooden floor

we are born alone

like the backyard maple tree

we will die alone 

the sun is setting 

water passes under bridge 

leaf rides the current 

Old As The Mountains

I am as old
as the mountains

as young as 

morning dew 

on the grass

early morning 

campfires 

smoke coloring

the sky

filling the air

trees and branches 

leaves of the ground 

stones of various shapes 

animal noises

an old trail

that goes nowhere

deeper in the forest

deeper deeper deeper