Some Western Haiku

Arms folded
 to the moon,
Among the cows.
Birds singing
 in the dark
- Rainy dawn.
Elephants munching
 on grass - loving
Head side by side.
Missing a kick
 at the icebox door
It closed anyway.
This July evening,
 a large frog
On my door sill.
Catfish fighting for his life,
 and winning,
Splashing us all.
Evening coming -
 the office girl
Unloosing her scarf.
The low yellow
 moon above the
Quiet lamplit house
Shall I say no?
 - fly rubbing
its back legs
Unencouraging sign
 - the fish store
Is closed.
Nodding against
 the wall, the flowers
Straining at the padlock,
 the garage doors
At noon
The taste
 of rain
- Why kneel?
The moon,
the falling star
- Look elsewhere
The rain has filled
 the birdbath
Again, almost
And the quiet cat
 sitting by the post
Perceives the moon
Useless, useless,
 the heavy rain
Driving into the sea.
Juju beads on the
 Zen manual:
My knees are cold.
Those birds sitting
 out there on the fence -
They're all going to die.
The bottoms of my shoes
 are wet
from walking in the rain
In my medicine cabinet,
 the winter fly
has died of old age.
November - how nasal
 the drunken
Conductor's call
The moon had
 a cat's mustache
For a second
A big fat flake
 of snow
Falling all alone
The summer chair
 rocking by itself
In the blizzard