The Flying Pope meets Neon Buddha
the flying pope
and the neon buddha
back to back
in his quiet moments
the flying pope becomes
a neon buddha
a neon buddha
the flying pope
only through the flying pope
neon buddha-hood
stripped of kigo
the neon buddha becomes
a flying pope
from time to time
the flying pope circles 
the neon buddha
the pope flying
a neon buddha
at half mast
flying in the face of reason
the pope's neon buddha-hood
into a grain of sand
the flying pope projects
a neon buddha
the flying pope
with outstretched arms
to the neon buddha
burning bridges 
with a flare of words
in fits of ineffability

nightfall −
an absence of stars
closes in

Autumn Moon Haiku Journal 1.1

scent of rain . . .
an oak leaf rustles
out of time

Autumn Moon Haiku Journal 1.1

moon glimpses— 
death seems not so far 
out of reach 

dust blows around me 
an ancient sea bed 

the mogul
is hitting
rock bottom

traceries of a mosque 
in the parhelion

Hansha Teki / Clayton Beach

golden midges
circle in and out
of existence

around the moon
a halo widens

mackerel skin
patterns in the wet sand
become strato cirrus

the familiar becomes
the imprint of dreams

Clayton Beach / Hansha Teki

autumn sunset
before the siren
the flash of lights

deeper into night
a bedside vigil

leg twitches
the ragged snores
of an old hound

a breath of wind escapes
the sanctuary of light

Clayton Beach / Hansha Teki