Zen Haiku

3750

the sudden shadow
of a hawk to the tree
we crouch down under

raising the bucket
a black eel swims
in bright well water

the road traffic hums
under the shade of the bridge
lights flash at evening

the summer sunrise
as it heats, is a mirror
on the wide flat sea

on a swaying branch
the crow’s arrival
meets my eyes with hers

around the great hall
a prayer bell rings
chants from the grey monks

to the rooms of monks
the early bell peels
cold in a grey fog

a tarot reading
her bangles and chains
jingle… jangle

school exams
skywriting on the window
a bi-plane

electric drill
his jagged holes
behind the picture frame