Notes from the field - Haiku

10 short poems from travel, best read on a Sunday at home

Cuckoo clock airport—
Whirring figurines worry
Their flight is up next!

Crashing opal waves
Stones rimmed by rust and charcoal
— Caught in your eye’s tide

Six fading women
Sides of a die cast eastward
False in their aging

Funny, how travel
With no sign of tourists
Can feel so lonely

Rainbow o’er brothel
Jettisoned color, cannon-shot
— Bordello beauty

Enduring cobbles
Slick steps, coral pink and black
Chronicle in stone

Blood-red flag, vaunted
Sickly, orange-paneled hotel
Old colors, new life

Yet to dry splotches
Stretching arms. Laundry taken out.
Promise, freshly dewed

Thoughts like mealy worms
Stuffy, pressurized cabin
Weak — Airborne torpor

Tethered to the moon —
Amber orange-slice dragged in tow
Through hazy star fields