Robert D. Wilson

Born 1949 in Los Angeles, California, USA
Living in Philippines
http://lousymirror.blogspot.com
http://simplyhaikujournal.com
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those clouds . . .
an old man painting
the moon?

Previously unpublished

 

 

late winter . . .
the flitter of bats
taunt death

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

marmot . . .
the trees you dream
have no leaves

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

the waterfall
in your eyes, and the
spring that wasn't

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

spider, your
hunt a whisper . . .
noon winds

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

shall we . . .
swim with catfish
through the moon?

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

spring morning . . .
afterthoughts of an
ill bred moon

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

spring breeze
the rice field dance
of paper kites

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

your voice, girl,
could have been a
spider monkey's

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

a walk beside
belching  jeepneys . . .
humid day

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

yesterday . . .
blossoms giving birth
to mirrors

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

endless summer . . .
a shadow pretending
to be a god

A Lousy Mirror 2012

 

the neighbor boy's
cry, shepherding
clouds

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

young leaves . . .
I look for myself
among them

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

moon-bound . . .
words flutter on
a moth's wings

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

humid night . . .
a minnow polishing
stones

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

early evening . . .
a bamboo fawning
clouds

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

potted plants . . .
all that's left of
yesterday

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

sudden showers . . .
a rat scurries under
the pool table

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

sunrise . . .
watching the fish
seller's hands

Jack Fruit Moon, Modern English Tanka Press 2009

 

firefly -
bathing the village
with light

Vietnam Ruminations, 2003

 

End of Tet -
the marks on her back, a letter
I'd rather not read.

Vietnam Ruminations, 2003

 

Fireflies
on the water's surface -
a house of mirrors.

Vietnam Ruminations, 2003

 

summer rain...
in his hands,
the entrails of a friend

Vietnam Ruminations, 2003

 

mid july . . .
workers ants weaving
shadows

Previously Unpublished

 

frail grass . . .
the summer of
could have been

Previously Unpublished

 

our breath . . .
the waver of wheat grass
in moonlight

Previously Unpublished

 

autumn cool . . .
a crow passes through
its shadow

Previously Unpublished

 

the shade
of a thousand stars . . .
autumn night

Previously Unpublished

 

the frog
dripping from my pen . . .
twilight dusk

Previously Unpublished

 

morning mist . . .
a heron breathing
hokku

Previously Unpublished

 

dry grass . . .
the cheshire cat's
wet dream

Previously Unpublished

 

bowing trees . . .
a drunken moon
juggling clouds

Previously Unpublished

 

late morning . . .
shadows waltzing with
circus mirrors

Previously Unpublished

 

morning chill . . .
the dragonfly in a
dewdrop world

Previously Unpublished

 

high noon . . .
a stream weaving
salmon

Previously Unpublished

 

is that you,
old man, whistling clouds?
tepid day

Previously Unpublished

 

unable
to rest, the walls . . .
evening chill

Previously Unpublished

 

mango moon . . .
an old man limping
through grass

Previously Unpublished

 

tasty, the
grubs above me . . .
summer rain

Previously Unpublished

 

do they sleep?
gray whales wooing
summer

Previously Unpublished

 

this fog . . .
an eagle glides across
the mountain

Previously Unpublished

 

late autumn . . .
watching your breath
stir the leaves

Previously Unpublished

 

lights on the
shoreline dancing . . .
all saints day

Previously Unpublished

 

suckling fawn . . .
between the stillness
of breath

Previously Unpublished

 

this turtle . . .
heat weaving in and
out of rocks

Previously Unpublished

 

heavy rain . . .
and the slug, what
does he dream?

Previously Unpublished

 

those clouds . . .
an old man painting
the moon?

Previously Unpublished

 

the dance of
a willow's shadow . . .
fallow streams

Previously Unpublished

 

twilight dusk . . .
webs swathing a
marmot's dreams

Previously Unpublished

 

rustling grass . . .
a mole ploughing
darkness

Previously Unpublished

 

young boy,
the toy sword you hold . . .
dry leaves!

Previously Unpublished

 

deep morning . . .
the egret's legs
and fog

Previously Unpublished

 

cool morning . . .
the buoy bell
in my dream

Previously Unpublished

 

am i my
shadow also?
chatting leaves

Previously Unpublished