Ayaz Daryl Nielsen

immobile death mask

by ayaz daryl nielsen

immobile death mask

repeated over and over

all of our goodbyes

moonless night

by ayaz daryl nielsen

moonless night

the hopelessness

of shadows

moonlit breeze through a forest

by ayaz daryl nielsen

moonlit breeze through a forest

green leaves sway within rhythms

of a woodland’s subtle sutra

shadowyu

by ayaz daryl nielsen

“shadows”

my young nephew insists

need deodorant, too

nighttime moonlight—

our shadows

race us home

my young nephew’s

silly joke—

and he insists

our shadows

are laughing

black cat attack

a pounce upon

my moonlit shadow

stepping back

just in time—

the shadow of

a passing cab

just misses

a pen with red ink

by ayaz daryl nielsen

an overnight rain

a morning walk

mist and moistness

a pen with red ink

she’s asleep, at home, her heart, at rest

redwing blackbirds, prairie dogs,

rabbits, wood ducks, a blue heron

a light wind, ripples across the lake

warmth rises from the wooden dyke

gramma grass, mountain mahogany

aspen grove and an old cottonwood

yesterday, these moments, and tomorrow

and quite beautiful

by ayaz daryl nielsen

distant space station

these lady ambassadors

from a nearby moon

in formal attire

golden bells on

their silver horns

still

by ayaz daryl nielsen

and

they’re

again

together

two karma bandits

and a centuries-old affair

an incarnate love beyond all known lifelines

and they are prancing

by ayaz daryl nielsen

and they are prancing

dancing in our deepest sleep

tomorrow's new poems

crows in our hayloft

by ayaz daryl nielsen

crows in our hayloft

the swarms of rapid cawing

as their nests widen

Spring kicks off its boots

by ayaz daryl nielsen

Spring kicks off its boots

summer's green grass is sprouting

dew between bare toes

blind heredity

by ayaz daryl nielsen

blind heredity

the tyranny of our glands

reincarnated

moonlit wind through the forest

by ayaz daryl nielsen

moonlit wind through the forest

leaves swaying within the rhythm

of a woodland’s silent prayers

a warm melody

by ayaz daryl nielsen

a warm melody

in the symphonies playlist

here’s where my heart sings

winter continues

by ayaz daryl nielsen

winter continues

between the falling snowflakes

meadowlark chirping

ayaz daryl nielsen, veteran and hospice nurse, lives in Longmont, Colorado, USA. Editor of bear creek haiku (35+ years/175+ issues) with poetry published worldwide, he is online at: bear creek haiku poetry, poems and info. Among other deeply appreciated honors, he is especially delighted by the depth and heart of poets worldwide whose poems have a home in bear creek haiku’s print and online presence.