Posts tagged handmade
Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog smiling on a forest path in spring with the person who loves him most.

The start of our walk,
your nose filled with forest life,
us, a part of it.

Haiku-a-day
black and white dog laying in spring grass with the person who loves him most.

The softness of May,
you, out in front and looking,
I imagine it.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog walking by a large clump of wild asters blooming in late-fall light with the person who loves him most.

We’re here a moment,
asters feeding bees in fall —
there’s no other life.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog lays on a couch contentedly looking at the person who loves him most.

Our home was just this —
quiet on a Saturday
in between our walks.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog smiles on a sunny spring day on a forest path with the person who loves him most.

Awake to the day —
every concern disappeared
on our forest path.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog smiles on a sunny day looking through a fence with dandelions all around with the person who loves him most.

The hopeful morning —
the kindness that changes things,
the good memory.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog smiles on a sunny day reflected in a garden gazing ball with the person who loves him most.

Every good thing —
the gazing ball reflection
of our garden smiles.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog sleeps peacefully inside next to old boxes of Kodak slides and film rolls with the person who loves him most.

Tender companion,
you were quick to fall asleep
and dream of our life.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog stands seen from behind with a small flower tucked in his color with the person who loves him most.

You’ve been gone five months,
five moons have waxed and have waned,
darker and further.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog stands in grass in morning sun with the person who loves him most.

Mornings still with you —
your fur shined like brushed black ink,
I choose that moment.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog with the person who loves him most shown in their shadows only against green grass spotted with dandelion seedheads in spring.

We’re both made of these
dark floating constellations —
contained here, briefly.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog sitting calmly with the person who loves him most.

We were close in, small,
here on this side of the moon,
astounded each day.

Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog lays smiling in the grass looking at the person who loves him most.

Where you lived your life,
I imagine you here still,
looking back at me.