gray dawn

haiku

 all business now

no rosy cheeks, day’s blessing

clouds just split for light

fractured skyline

haiku

cerulean cloud

slit, shattered by star-fire

insistent glow-gold

september dawn

haiku

glorious progression

pale blush to fiery auburn

streak intense blue clouds

gold-orange slithers

golden orange slithers

between pine needles

creating a bold lace

sunrise finds glorious

myriad ways

to awaken us

to possibilities

to try again

loved beauty

 a second sunrise he

has missed on earth

who designed our father’s

funeral brochure, pastel

with small plane gliding over fields between surrounding hills

if only one of us could now

create his with as much

loved beauty.

dis-covering dawn

ribbons of fire-orange slither

between blue-black clouds

insistent upon announcing

life’s blanketed dawn