City of Water, and Wild Places

Collected Haiku


City of Water

City boys running

Hard streets are streams of concrete

Hot tar, cool water



Resting on the plains

Astraddle the river’s banks

Flowing, from the sky



Root, shoot and blossom

Dig deep, push, reach for the wind

Drink from the black earth


The Chain of Lakes

Cedar, Kenilworth

Isles, Calhoun, Harriet; flow

The path of glaciers


Childhood Homes

A place to lay down

I keep my books, blanket, bed

Head on my pillow


Transitional Homes

Basement rooms, attics

Living in construction zones

Homes of becoming


Liminal Homes

Rooms that were not mine

A couch to sleep on, roaches

Moving all the time


Adult Homes

Shelter, organize

Give something to the good world

Planted flowers bloom


Elementary Schools

School, turned inside out

Piles of brick, dust…flowers plucked

Fish out of water


Middle Schools

Watch alien run

Hide in the lonesome shadows

Dream the days away


Skipping School

Quiet corridors

Cool, pale marble, dark granite

Walking into myth


High Schools

Day dreams of night life

Hours slip past, girls smile…flashing

Freedom in their lips


Drop Out

Nineteen eighty-five

Sixteen with snow in April

Sun filled day and cold


Adult Education

Open book work-sheets

Measure minutes as learning

Copied from the key



Water, wind, and waves

Celebrate, walk the parade

Liquid summer, play



A place to escape

Swing, fly, gliding across ice

Tell stories in sand


Lake Street

The strip, straight and wide

Pool hall hustlers, dealers, vice

Twenty-one bus ride


The Tracks

Trains run…kids balance

Skip along the iron rails

Arms outstretched like wings



Stink in the alleys

Seeps from concrete corridors

Beneath the skyway



The lighted marquee

Under, the flashing tower

Smoke, drink and laughter


Pools and Fountains

No wading? No! Dance!

Light play ‘cross cool water, waves

Splash in sculptured pools



Deer roam the city

Quiet hooves on hidden paths

Where there is no hunt



Pedal far, ride fast

Bound only by water, East

Push into starlight



Saint Anthony’s step

East meets West; sky, and river

Fall into the plains



Dance between stones, run

Through the night with heroes, ghosts

Tears water the grave


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