3 Senryu: Halloween, Sand, Meta

every halloween
the maple in the backyard
dresses up as fire

Sand is great for erasure; the beach will never be the same...

by the sea sand loves
the tickle of unfurling
waves into soft froth

She asked, "Where do you get your ideas?"

a little voice hums
through my morning finger tips
sounds of a warm-up

worldwide symphony
helping me to get in tune
find the day’s rhythm

so I can join in
the creation of the day
and belt something out