Tanka 127, Haiku 711, Haiku 712

Tanka 127

why the bird chose me
put the spell on me in three
flat looping circles
tied in the sky a quick knot
to hold me safe on my road?

6/10/19

Haiku 711

mosquito slapping
to the beat of the blue moon
spring syncopation

5/24/19

Haiku 712

crossing the ocean
banal in blue envelopes
poison-pen letters

6/10/19