Fishermen

Fishermen
heading out with kayak paddles
and crates on surfboards

Fishermen
paddle out of the twighlight
to the beach in the eveningsdawn

land gently on the beach
among the gentle surf
let the waves movetheir boards as far as possible
and then drag them to the woods

morotbike on the road
man on the back holds a bag of shrimp
and a kayak paddle

Cresent Moon

crescent moon finally
red moving clouds twighlight sky
ocean by the jungle coast

Haiku

wind jostled birds alight
wet wind seethed yellow and black
calm eyes contrast surf

Bhudda on the hill

Bhudda on the hill

big and white
carved from marble
watching the thunder heads roll in off the south china sea
white stone Bhudda on the hill, on the mountain
looking over the roads and city's of Phuket
and Island who's bustleing streets never seem to end
a round about an intersection a 4 lane funnel of calm
and speed and motor bikes with baskets, lumbering cement grinders,
toyotas filled with workers, and cars all running the gamet;
all trying to fel like Bhudda as the drive
and moving togeth like flies in a unified line
beutifullly arcing around cars pulling out.

Bhudda looks down on us all,
and our particular car climbs
up a forested mountain,
palm fronds and green,
and we pass elephants,

their skin, the hairs on their bodies,
the pinkish yellow on the inside of their
slightly flappy mouths/ cheeks

compared to all of the spirit houses
and chinese temples
and buddist temples
and mosques
the animals slow walk
speaks most strongly of the present
and of the past

and Bhudda sits on the mountain
watching the thuder clouds rolling in
off the south china sea

Green Cocunut

Green cocunut

must be plucked from the tree
                                      chop chop
chop off comes the top
    silver blade chops
smooth liquid silk
green grass by the trunks
of the trees we relax and breath
saba dee mai kup?
 we drink from the trees