I live in an Appalachian hollow in the Juniata watershed of central Pennsylvania, and spend a great deal of time walking in the woods. My books of poetry include FAILED STATE: HAIBUN, ICE MOUNTAIN: AN ELEGY, BREAKDOWN: BANJO POEMS, and ODES TO TOOLS.
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Orange leaves in the water float in peace
Drowned in the water
No hunter, no birds
Just me and the water
In tight embrace.
I don’t notice the hunter
Woodrat photohaiku 
Orange leaves in the water float in peace
Drowned in the water
No hunter, no birds
Just me and the water
In tight embrace.