Three Haiku

We’re a week away from Hallow E’en and  children will carve Jack o’lanterns, a custom that comes from long ago when turnips were carved in order to remember souls held in purgatory. It’s the time when things go bump in the night and there are strange shadows in the dark …

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crows circle                                                     
the crumbled walls –
spectral shadows

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ravens
in the cemetery
winter dusk

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chimney fire
ghosts
in the smoke

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‘chimney fire’ first published in A Hundred Gourds

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A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes