Seven Haiku

winter morning —
daylight arrives
without a story

snow plunges
from tower block ledges
like falling bodies

duckling left behind
paddles to catch up
with mother and siblings

children playing in ruins of mill
me 40 summers ago
walking by today

young woman pushing pram
bruise beneath her eye
morning rain

zazen together, one breath
4000 miles but
no distance between us

winter street —
dog turd on pavement
shape and colour of autumn leaf

Support Our Dharma Work

Leave a Reply