Three Haiku

one cannot be gone
before she has departed
or return un`gone

the summer salmon
follows the scent of the stones
she has never seen

the sad mourning dove
now alone at the feeder
forgets how to coo

“This autumn-
why am I growing old?
bird disappearing among clouds.” ~ Matsuo Bashō


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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4 Responses to Three Haiku

  1. Morgan says:

    Wonderful Haiku Peter :) I particularly like the second about the salmon :) bet you thought that one up while fishing? :)


  2. Crow says:

    Lovely poems. And I do enjoy that one by Basho.

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