new year's eve . . .
a caterpillar lingers
over its food

frog haiku torn open to suggestion

conclave smoke
rising from a cardinal's
cigarette

stone cold light on a feather

past its peak
Taranaki loses
its last snow

haunting
karaoke bars
a drunken muse

old gargoyle
her eyes give away
what croaks hide

face to face
desolate beaches
laid bare

ill at ease
my eyes continue to roam
my dreaming mind

percussive sun
everybody
must get stoned