Gifts in tiny origami swans

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i: (haiku)
 
a chorus of tree frogs
convene
for a sunset song of green
 
 
ii: (senryu)
 
I want to be a cricket
in your pants
and rub your leg with mine
 
 
iii: (haiku)
 
solstice moon
I stand at ocean's edge
which stone is mine
 
 
iv: (tanka)
 
ghost town storefront:
faded words read
"purveyor of spirits  
and fine wine"
 
 
v: (tanka)
 
jungle drums,
exotic bird calls,
the park's playground
and the natives  
are restless
 
 
vi: (senryu)
 
I'm a flower
the sun coaxes open
to be gathered
 
 
vii: (tanka)
 
I don't wear slips
but if I did
they would shimmer,
the way you  
make me shiver
 
 
viii: (tanka)
 
like migratory birds
we go where  
the sun will have us  
until clouds  
roll in again
 
 
ix: (haiku)
 
I brush my long hair
till it shines
an ink-black river
 
 
x: (tanka)
 
a robe  
for one
wrapped around two
sloughs as we turn
as one
 
 
xi: (tanka)
 
neither modesty
nor the walls
can deny the cadence  
of our passion
 
 
xii: (senryu)
 
the moment arrives
my breath hangs over his
watching summer's moon
 
 
xiii: (senryu)
 
a warm night dances with stars,
a warm night of stars
dancing on my skin
 
 
xiv: (senryu)
 
delve your faith deep,
as the potter into the clay
on his wheel
 
 
xv: (senryu)
 
birds reveal the sky to us
we beget the moon
 
 
xvi: (tanka)
 
I contemplate him
lying
in needful repose;
a nebula seen
edge on
 
 
xvii: (tanka)
 
resonating in the
warmth of  
a late afternoon—
the earthy taste
of his grappa
 
 
xviii: (tanka)
 
tiny energies—
movements  
within my dreams,
or are they
your fingertips
 
 
xix: (tanka)
 
this night,  
as still as I've known
but for one bird
who trills: "come to me,
will you? will you?"
 
 
xx: tanka)
 
when he's away,
I'm a june bug
banging  
against a screen
on a summer's night
 
 
xxi: (tanka)
 
steaming  
cups of green tea
soothe  
the passions—
we study for final term
 
 
xxii: (tanka)
 
I wear a pendant
of a dragonfly
entombed in amber—
will you remember me?
 
 
 
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