9 Hours

  
🏙
1 Haiku, 3:30pm    
   
winter, like a    
lover I've grown tired of    
who is loath to leave    
   
   
🌄    
2 Senryu, 7:05pm    
   
from my bath, standing    
at a mirror touching    
the locket he gave me    
   
   
🌃  
3 Tanka, 8:00pm  
 
pulling back the blinds,    
my body adorned with  
opal light  
 
from a spring moon rising,    
while resting, he lies watching    
   
   
🌛🌜   
4 Tanka, 9:30pm    
   
on the nightstand    
teacups rattle as we turn    
in unison, leaving    
   
new rings in the light    
of a half-moon shell    
   
   
🌜🌛   
5 Senryu, 11:10pm  
   
lying together,    
he admires the scar
where a kidney once was  
   
   
 🌌    
6 Haiku, 5:45am  
   
waiting for    
the wild plum to bloom—    
his morning rituals  
   
   
 🌅    
7 Haiku, 6:30am  
   
early morning—    
half dressed by a window    
gazing at frost on the cars    
   
   
🌇   
8 Senryu, 8:00am  
   
reading me his haiku—    
steam from our morning tea  
fogging his glasses    
   
   
🏞  
9 Tanka, 10:30am    
   
anniversary—    
last spring, I couldn't walk    
and now    
   
this morning so fair and yet    
the gulls are flying inland  
   
   
⛩