Breakfast

 
 
 

breakfasting alone
 
crack in my jade-colored cup
 
with tea leaking out

Alone

 
 
 

city escapee
 
alone in the wilderness
 
thumbing his iPhone

Unfinished

 
 
 

unfinished haiku
 
lying alone on my desk
 
but for a flyspeck

Alone

 
 
 

New Year’s Eve—
 
tell me again why
 
I’m alone

Widow

 
 
 

one more night alone
 
the accidental widow
 
keeping cricket time

Shoestring

 
 
 

tying her shoestring
 
all alone for the first time—
 
her trembling fingers

Alone

 
 
 

drinking tea alone—
 
first spring rain on the rooftop
 
lulling me to sleep

Alone

 
 
 

a pilgrim
 
even with twelve doves
 
walks alone