Salt Spray

salt spray
a wish we release
to the wind

salt spray
the scent of a dream
come to life

salt spray
a shared shiver
of delight

salt spray
the taste of fear
in rough water

salt spray
the clang of a buoy
calling us home


Autumn 2017


Sheets of Waves


sheets of waves cover
asleep sea, lighthouse rotates
sparkling lullabies                                                   (The Inner Zone)

nodding off, side by side
they dream of sailing away                                           (Wabi Sabi)


For Carpe Diem Tan Renga – sheets of waves cover

My Nowaki – A Haibun

Kigo, or Japanese season words, are an integral part of classic haiku.  However, a season word, in my opinion, can only have meaning, if it relates to a natural phenomenon in the area in which the poet lives. For instance,  I know about nowaki, a typhoon-like windstorm that can flatten a field, from reading about it. But I’ve never lived it.

The autumn storm that I do know in my bones is called a hurricane. These fierce weather systems, born in the Atlantic Ocean, can cause much damage from high winds and tides lashing the shores along the Atlantic coast and the Caribbean and , of course, they bring heavy rain too. They always leave a swath of mortally wounded trees, damage to the fragile coastline and lost lives and property.

In years past, before satellite weather and radar, these storms roared in from the mid Atlantic, often with little warning.  The trees always stood their ground for better or worse. All the  fishermen and sailors could do when they sensed a change in the atmosphere, was run.


afeared sailor-

making for port

races the blow


©2013 Wabi Sabi