from the ridgetop pines
a long sigh
Author: Dave Bonta
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.
Spring Mountain (renku)
spring mountain snowdrifts rotting in the sun old coyote scat mouse bones in mouse fur petrichor the dry skin of … More
winter’s end
a fox sparrow serenades
the bare dirt
winter’s end
tentacles of ice
beside the spring
drifting snow
with the wind’s attention to detail
old farm dump
the refrigerator open to more snow
bare ground again
a mourning cloak’s black velvet
Wet Snow: a haiga sequence
old silk threads new caterpillars of snow
day owl
the pond’s island
of ice
crescent moon
a timberdoodle’s high fluttery whistle
geese heading north
a dog in the valley
adds its voice
Premonition
The feeling that something is about to happen, out here where nothing ever happens…
