puppy pulls on his leash
how does he know
I’ll follow him anywhere?

puppy pulls on his leash
how does he know
I’ll follow him anywhere?
orca, eider, penguin
88 keys on a piano
millions upon millions
of us, all on one small dot
quiet snowfall
beaded whirlwinds
a gentle white
My poem Threshold Moon appears this month in Issue 4 of TMP Magazine, a publication of The Minison Project, which is available for download. I hope you will enjoy it. Always and forever, THANK YOU for looking!

My poem has been published on Haikuniverse today as part of their Valentine’s Day parade of haiku posted every hour of the day.
Happy Valentine’s Day, friends!
cardinals at dusk
their eagle eyes
find every seed
game day
living rooms
football’s
holy mecca
In today’s Haikuniverse…
dirty snow retreats
lifeless grass revealed
flattened, yellow-brown
and yet, beautiful
to behold
ah, yes
the promise of spring
what’s needed
is some kind of capturing
or subduing device
an ingenious method
to destabilize
the Chinese puffball,
to paralyze
the download,
to scramble
the Beijing-to-Balloon
covert instructions,
to neutralize its
ill-gotten, 60,000 feet
meandering booty—
some good-guy mechanism
to crush their
under (over?) cover
clandestine operations
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