29 February 2012

The Magpie


The magpie strutted
down the hall
and when I called
took flight
quickly finding
a way out
as if
it'd done this
many times before,
maybe when 
I was sleeping.
It brought with it
no fear,
just an implied
understanding
it would be back
tomorrow.


10 February 2012

Haiku


along the creek 
tentacles twist and search -
thirsty trees