Perched on a wall,The incomparable beauty in blue,To the sea’s and sky’s appal,Watched the world enthral.
Ave Marie!flying colorson my mind: inside, outshaded within, they perch on it…
Twilightat night–day’s confluencecurrawongs sing
an awakening abhanga
(A traditional haiku)
Birdsong rains richly
Outside my window The red bird just waits, lookingLost in this season.No worries, tiny red one…