Five Haiku



Dolores River

White noise through soft pines,
half moon over dark river,
rain laughs on our tent.



Mesa Verde

Salt lick, after hike,
hollow of your collar-bone;
suddenly – a deer!



Cougar Crest

Burnt trees shed black skin,
white flowers sway, bow low to
hymns of urgent bees.



Whiting Ranch

Sandstone and soft place,
apple bread cheese wine and kiss;
shy the reaching trees.



Chaco Canyon

My eyes swallow you,
watching water sing down stones,
the curve of your leg.