sounds...

fishing pond...
a snowy egret dips low into
sounds of lapping waves

tossing ...
thoughts leap into the sounds
creaking floors

wet sandals...
she smiles into the sounds
dripping rosebuds

above the shawl...
whispered prayers into the sounds
her nursing babe

more hokku

young soldiers
step over puddles to leave...
childhood dreams

earthquake...
measured words from two friends
parallax views

mountain lake...
loon calls in cloud and mists
seep into the pines

in my car
cardinal calls from passed trees...
a red shift

hokku (trio)

 in changed air...
ancient seeds rise to green
red deserts

summer winds...
whispers from the heart
of the sun

once a battlefield...
now young dreams rise
as green blades