The Tree’s Coming Down
the tree’s coming down
baubles, trinkets, stars, angels
back in your boxes
take back those empty bottles
find that lost resolution.
The Tree’s Coming Down (tanka)
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Category Archives: haiku
That Smell from the Fridge (tanka)
That Smell from the Fridge
that smell from the fridge
yes, it was the Camembert
noisome, and then some
wet dog, feet sweat, camel’s breath
a toilet door opening.
Hard Times Haiku 2
Hard Times
he felt deleted
like a worn-out expletive
declined, like a noun.
Photos: Waiting for the Drop
Day at the Beach (double haiku)
Day at the Beach
sand martins, low tide
mom’s new perm all blown to hell
a holiday wind
transistor blaring
Bobby Kennedy is dead
dad’s head turns slowly
Slim Dickens (plus bonus haiku)
Slim Dickens
David Copperfield
now there’s a name
to conjure with.
Let’s read Oliver Twist again
like we did last summer
let’s read Oliver Twist again
like we did last year.
Great Expectorations –
the plague novel
he never wrote.
Raccoons in the Road
caught in the headlights:
too much eye shadow, fellas,
too much eye shadow.
When Poets Fall Out (haiku)
When Poets Fall Out
I know something’s up
you’re sending mixed metaphors
your rhythm’s way off.
Autumn Nail Sketch (haiku)
Autumn Nail Sketch (haiku)
trees leaking colour
like a paint store catalogue
et tu, chlorophyll?
Taking part in Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #103 The Quest For A New Masterpiece Continues … Start Of Autumn.
Self-consciously Poetic Haiku referencing Greek Mythology
Self-consciously Poetic Haiku referencing Greek Mythology
twixt deck and deck post
Arachne’s tremulous web
shimmers with wet pearls
Two Bros at the Art Gallery (haiku)
Two Bros at the Art Gallery
v- necked, buffed, burnished
pumped, pectoral, and puzzled,
aerobatic hair.
Redwood Haiku
Redwood Haiku
new shoots from old roots
deep in the cedar forest
I’m birthing clichés
The Tide (haiku)
The Tide
tide way out, sand packed,
the kids, impressionist smears
at the water’s edge.
Garbage Day (haiku)
Garbage Day (haiku)
mayhem in the lane
all the bins have flipped their lids
Jack has left the box.
Haiku written in response to a comment by the incomparable Steve Simpson.
The Poet Steps Out with Uncharacteristic Resolve (haiku)
The Poet Steps Out with Uncharacteristic Resolve
No free verse today
I’m taking my doggerel
for a long, long walk.
This haiku, by my good friend, Slim Volume, was short-listed in the non-starter category at the Mountmellick Haiku festival. Well done, Slim!
Rooster (Ometepe haiku) 2
Rooster
still dark, the rooster
starts his moronic complaint
damn pre-emptive cock
That Eternal Question (haiku)
That Eternal Question
god’s old dilemma
exercise or exorcise
judgement or demons
3 Haiku that have nothing to do with Spring
Tunnel
there is a cliche
at the end of the tunnel
be all you can be.
Stock Exchange
a bear is on the loose
the once priapic market
losing altitude.
Counting Time
one two three four five
the Mississippi silent
but just for a while.
Why I have difficulty writing haiku
I thought I would give this one another outing at Open Link night over at dVerse.
Why I have difficulty writing haiku
problem with haiku
definite article is
first casualty
next casualty
indefinite article
makes me sound little
like Japanese guard
in prison camp in movie
world war two movie
who for some reason
is speaking English (how? why?)
with staccato voice
or perhaps I am
po-faced guru on mountain
dispensing bromides:
crow flies at midnight
in front of luminous moon
affair ends badly
all because I am
in service to, at mercy
of, syllable count.
Two Haiku’s to Start the Year
Raccoons
raccoons on the deck
humping in the porch light glow
procyonid love
Crosswalks
January morn
the low slouch of high school kids
cross sullen crosswalks
Following the Rhyme (haiku)
Following the Rhyme (haiku)
sacred and profane
irrelevant and germane
J. Cale and Cocaine
(I know, real haiku’s don’t rhyme)
Toadstool (haiku)
Toadstool
I see a toadstool
and wonder: what in toad hall
has that toad eaten?
Early Bird Special (quadrille with bonus haiku)
Early Bird Special
unlike the midnight special
there are no songs
to celebrate the early bird special
no IHOPian bard,
no poet laureate of the blue plate
no bargain basement Dylan
no cut price Cohen
to extol the digestive
and economic benefits
of getting an early start.
Inspired by the dVerse prompt to write a quadrille using the word “early”. Thanks to Kim for the prompt.
Bonus Haiku
dawn breaks, early shift
at the haiku factory
counting syllables.
Photo: Sunrise on Planet Cistern 2
You don’t have to Yell (haiku)
This haiku is in response to the RonovanWrites weekly haiku challenge. The prompt words are rebel, change.
You don’t have to Yell
are you a rebel?
are you in need of a change?
call Rebel Help now!
Day at the Beach
Day at the Beach
sand martins, packed sand
mom’s new perm all blown to hell
a holiday wind
transistor blaring
Bobby Kennedy is dead
dad’s head turns slowly
Mosquito at Dusk (haiku)
Mosquito at Dusk (haiku)
mosquito at dusk
red weal, antihistamine
calamine lotion
sweet calamine
good times never
I’d be inclined….
