Zen Haiku

4499

in time for thought
Galaxies beyond darkness
expanding the light

beyond
any else beautiful
wildflowers in a breeze

the guests gone
her short-hem white dress
hangs outside to air

the family salad
our bowl of fruits
out of their skins

the knowledge dried
in tulip-bulbs
the shed’s see-through rust

late for lectures
the more I miss out
to medicine

of the phone photos
I click and save
Laurel in our picnic

my clatter
of garden tools
beginning spring

granny’s flat
her rows of seedlings
hosed and weeded

draughtsman’s drawings
what excitement as rooms
appear on paper