Rain Haiku

1.
June rain in Tulum:
Shaking cocos, drops like grapes,
Sounds like a freight train.

2.
Windows left open
I awake to floor puddles.
Birds squawk my complaints.

Bahia Soliman, 26/6/11

The Land Of Haiku

1.
The haiku writer
has gone on sabbatical.
Who will stay to work?

2.
Who will write this blog
when I leave with the circus?
Readers: do your best.

3.
A voice in my head:
The birds tweet sweet arias,
The fish know silence.

Frozen Haiku

1.

Moon like a weak sun,
jagged shadows on hard snow.
A night without rest.


2.

Winter's coldest night.
On a frozen branch an owl.
Crunch of boots on snow.



1/19/11