Haiku Kukai 1

Zen & Haiku • Millikin University • March 2017


do you miss the ocean
she asks
I wasn't listening




vanish in a cloud
of dust


glittering water
spectacular snowy wings
lifting vibrant white

a foggy morning
the men
hunt their next meal




tiny cries
from a wooden cradle
years of prayers


dogs in the park
shaking off the chill
to see what's new


the road sings
to those who listen
waiting for sunrise



early morning
low fog
the boat awaiting


dead branches
of a tree they planted

her mother's rosary
on bended knees
she finds faith



orange pigeons fly
pull, aim, fire, shatter applause
orange pigeon down

her fingers
weathered and wrinkled

© 2017, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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