The Mallard's Wake--A summer hokkai
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Hokkai
Dark clouds
From pine to pine
A spring hokkai--Seen, Then Not Seen
Strands of Lobelia--a summer hokkai
Red Leaves--an autumn hokkai
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Late summer--
the mallards' wake weaves blue sky
into a green pond.
b'oki (Bette)
A green pond;
at the water's edge
a blackbird sips.
Cynthia
The blackbirds;
Raucous cackles come from trees
With yellowing leaves.
Donna
Yellowing leaves--
the gulf's storm aftermath
drenches the parched earth.
b'oki
Parched earth
at the end of August;
cooler days.
Cynthia
Cooler days;
A mushroom grows overnight
In the fog.
Donna
In the fog;
Funnel Weaver spider webs
by the garden gate.
b'oki
By the garden gate,
the first fallen leaves
swirl in the wind.
Cynthia
In the wind,
The grasshopper's flight cut short
Across the bean field.
Donna
Across the bean field...
a red velvet barn is sewn
on grandmother's quilt.
b'oki
On grandmother's quilt,
a cat curled in deep sleep;
September rain.
Cynthia
September rain;
Green melons sink deeper
Into the mud.
Donna
Into the mud,
the children stomp and giggle--
browning marigolds.
b'oki
Browning marigolds
in the shade of the old barn;
a darkening sky.
Cynthia
A darkened sky;
The chirps of crickets rise
Toward the stars.
Donna