Godsong haiku

Violins
God's breath
in my ear.

Watching Family Movies

My father's jumpy images,

miles of trees,

autumn on parade.

Looking for myself

in all those flickering cells,

in spring.

In autumn;

the sun, and my head,

out of the clouds.

Looking for dad

in all those flickering cells.

Found,

In miles of trees.

colors

In the stained glass warehouse

Searching for the hues

We'll miss in winter

I'm channeling my father

Who loved color

As much as I.

Haiku for a black and white bird

Little chickadee joy

a stunning jewel

framed by my window.