White Water

Haiku for You

The white water rushes

through the throng of rocks

only to settle in the pool below.

From a mile away

those pink and fuchsia blouses

on a cloudy day.

Watching the sun rise

over Dog Hill I feel dizzy

by the turning earth.

Blues before sunrise

Here comes the sun

Alone again, naturally

Star Chamber

Sun Ra

Temple Of the Golden Pavilion

House of the Rising Sun

The thick purple veins

blossom forth from the orchid

Into the daylight.