Bike

Deepening autumn—

on a rickety old bike

a boy wobbles home.

Companion

On the long road home

you are my sole companion,

little brown sparrow.

Barefoot fisherman—

only moonlight fills the hold

as he heads for home.

Coming home at dusk,

I find a cicada husk

clinging to the door.

Holiday frenzy—

a parcel-laden shopper

takes the wrong bus home.

Little brown sparrow,

how will you find your way home

through the driving rain?

Making her way home,

an old woman taps her cane

on the wet pavement.