haiku (for Jay)

Clusters of tiny

orange roses make me smile

gathered in your hands.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Vines tumble over

the hillside like waves of green

shimmering water.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

I take a moment

to focus my thoughts on the

bridge. The light turns green.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

Sheltered by your heart,

I turn toward the sun and my

face can’t help but shine.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

The morning glories

linger to daydream in the

cloudy afternoon.

Photos by: Osquer

haiku

Even death cannot

separate true lovers, but

trees grow where they will.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

A spider claims its

domain in the basil. Good

thing I've made pesto.

Photo by: Osquer

magnetic haiku

haiku (for Jay)

While I knit, you play

pennywhistle with the ghost

of Tommy Makem.

haiku (for Gaelic Storm)

It's best to catch the

popular band's encore from

the back of the crowd.

Photo by: Osquer
Pittsburgh Irish Festival

magnetic haiku (for Caufield - thanks for the Magnetic Poetry Haiku Kit - This is the first haiku I wrote with it.)

haiku

Smells of salsa cook

into the air like spells of

summer memory.

Photo by: Osquer
Salsa by: Osquer and Mom

magnetic haiku

haiku

Occasionally

I find hive mentality

on a grander scale.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

I lose myself in

the soft caresses of the

roses you gave me.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Grasses hang their heads,

heavy with the heat and the

ripeness of summer.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

A praying mantis


also admires the blossoms


of the garlic chives.

Photos by: Osquer

I have no words...

haiku (for Jay)

I have no words to

describe how wonderful you

have made my heart feel.

haiku

Sometimes I would curl

my self in a ball, safe from

the eyes of the world.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Purple finches gorge

between rainstorms like people

rushing out for milk.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Olympia II)

I place my new charge

in a sunny window and

hope I don’t kill it.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Bright jewels of water

balloons portend potential

pandemonium!

Photo by: Osquer
(Happy 40th Birthday, Mike!)

haiku (for Roxy the Yorkie-Pom-Poo)

Visiting a friend

who's puppy sitting is the

carefree way to pet.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Tight hibiscus buds

unfurl to improbable

blossom proportions.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

For your smile I could

rival the blushes of the

flowers you give me.

Pink Bush - Dipladenia
[Arbustiva Rosada]

Photos by: Osquer

haiku

Mother Earth gives me

a strained Mona Lisa smile.

Man has cut her deep.

Photo by: Osquer - Sideling Hill, MD

haiku (for the boys who created this delightful sand sculpture - which for you Spinal Tap fans was about 18" high)

Man has the strength to

carve the Earth, but the Ocean

has her own notions.

Photos by: Osquer - Rehoboth, DE

haiku

These thoughts twine around

my mind like bindweed, choking

other ideas.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

Our passion flowers


to ripple the once stagnant


surface of my thoughts.

Photos by: Osquer
The United States Botanic Garden, Washington D.C.

haiku (for Jay) - Friday, August 10, 2007

The only thing I’m

looking back at today is

the sunset. Drive on!
Photo by: Osquer

haiku

The shadow of the

storm that upset me still looms

too close for comfort.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for the women who, like me, struggled to find a way home today)

Women stood in the

road by their cars, lamenting

the limbs that blocked them.

haiku

Black-eyed-Susans stretch

in the sun as it dries the

rain from their petals.

Photos by: Osquer

haiku

Pigeons cue on the

bridge girders like day workers

waiting for a job.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

The lettuce stands tall

but shyly offers its bloom

to the summer sun.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Stitches are letters

whipsering the shape of my

newest creation.

Photos by: Osquer
Sunhat crocheted by: Osquer

haiku

Once exotic blooms,

now familiar signs of home,

wink from our garden.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

Sweet spice swirls through my

life with hints of you in each

layer of my heart.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Salsa components

color my table as they

soon will my apron.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Luke)

There is nothing I

find as heartwarming as the

grin of a dragon!

Photo by: Osquer

haiku

Flutterby cozies

up to lavender, but has

only come to drink.

Photo by: Osquer