snow globe
the barometer drops
at my approach
drop down menu
retelling my side of it
sans serif
cold snap
the puddle
installs a window
dappled sunlight
her red hair turning
on and off
diary
my cheap pen skips
a few details
Serengeti
still half in shadow
the sunlit zebra
gift wrap
the scissors glide
through snow flakes
performance review:
the supervisor misspells
"improvement"
MOMA
the rain in the painting
comes to a stop
Ford theater tour
the mirror John Wilkes Booth
straightened his tie in
blue denim sky
a contrail
unzipping it
door jamb
watching her
u
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d
r
e
s
s
night lobby
the escalator
dredging up darkness
glass elevator
we descend with
the snowflakes
so dangerous
it’s locked in a cage
human heart
incessant barking
at the end of the leash
haiku dogma
laundry day
bleach for the clothes
I sinned in
minor key blues
sounding slightly better
slightly out of tune
surrounded by antlers
her forest dream
shudders to an end
Bret lives on 40 acres of sagebrush in Northern Nevada. In addition to his haiku interests, he plays guitar for a country band and bumps around the desert in a 4WD.
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