ANNIVERSARY POEM
for Jan. 28, 2009, 48 years married

the first meeting
in a room filled with chatter
there is but one sound;
your voice alone reaches my ear
long after we say goodnight

World Haiku Review, Dec. 2004

MORE WINTER POEMS

across the yard
tree shadows jumping
under a cold moon

Hokkku Web Page, March 2004


no appointments
the winter afternoon
fades into dusk

Stylus, October 2006

WINTER POEMS

the January cold-
a pile of walnut shells
found in the attic

South by Southeast, Jan. 2005


holiday season-
old recipes and traditions
kept alive;
memories to show the young
what love is

Ribbons, "Tanka Cafe," Spring 2006