Under a Starry Sky in Colorado

Haiku is a straw
to sip the universe. A
fig. My tongue. This taste.

Haiku is a lens
To view the universe. A
Star. My eye. Witnessed.

Haiku is a song
To bathe the universe. A
Hum. My bones. Hear me.

(July 2017)

Stars

Light blooms in darkest
Sky. Trails of light. Memory
tails of long gone life.

(August 2017)