haikus for you. . . . .

the patient sea waits
as the river surges down
together they join
. . . . .
sunset empty sky
as empty as my two arms
the cold moon is mine
. . . . .
the warm and red sun
made his face to shine on me
spring was short this year
. . . . .
the red fox has denned
the heat of summer is here
lone thoughts fly away
. . . . .
black thunderclouds loom
debts of overconfidence
they came when you left
. . . . .
blue Sunday morning
so chilly and different
the same way you were
. . . . .
April friday night
you were just so not yourself
all i said was wrong
. . . . .

17 syllable triplets
1987