waning heat
a few bare spots
in the melon patch
(L)
harvest moon
sweat drips from his
balding head
(D)
termite tracks
talk of Jackson's death
in whispers
(L)
dusk hollows storm winds resound
(D)
wet newspaper
Iran bleeds
into commerce
(L)
her father's voice
between each gunshot
silence
(D)
hibiscus flowers
in full bloom
morning skyline
(L)
tui song
steam from the tea
on my face
(D)
noon breeze
the toddler mimics
an airplane
(L)
clear night
the streetlamps come on
one by one
(D)
city dusk
the strip club's roof
in neon
(L)
red light district
a policeman
undercover
(D)
evening rain...
the working girl
haggles her price
(L)
homeless
smelling of cheap wine
he turns 50
(D)
acid jazz
a string of butterflies
in the crocus
(L)
Charlie Parker
on the stereo
a moth wriggles
(D)
Parker's Mood...
on the flowering cactus
a grasshopper
(L)
rubbish day...
throughout the valley
a child's song
(D)
coming dusk...
the rising pitch
of night hawks
(L)
bright moon...
the security guard checks
every room
(D)
hazy moon...
the evicted couple
sorting clothes
(L)
making love
in my childhood room
memories
(D)
faded photo
my grandmother's face
is a blur
(L)
family reunion
so many things left
unsaid
(D)
summer cleaning
Mom discovers
my old life
(L)
sea breeze
the frisbee just beyond
my reach
(D)
empty beach
the puppy chases
a ghost crab
(L)
grandma's kisses
feigning disgust
year after year...
(D)
morning drizzle
a pretty name
on the headstone
(L)
still dividing the family grandma's will
(D)
ocean sounds
our old dog runs
in his sleep
(L)
"hush now child..."
the grass
murmurs
(D)
returning home
a raindrop warps
on the windshield
(L)
day moon-
a tui bathes in the
rain gutter
(D)
thunderclouds...
the flower vendor
breaks for lunch
(L)
throwing out
yesterday's violets
dusk falls
(D)
empty campus
a janitor reads
on the stairway
(L)
working late
I learn the
cleaners' names
(D)
tonight every frog is a soloist
(L)
mountain stream
trading songs with the
bluesman
(D)
evening renga
for awhile the crickets
as one
(L)
composing a reply
to his last poem
seagull's scream
(D)
rain my father returns with a squish
(L)
moths
alight on the window
summer moon
(D)
hint of autumn
Father and son
measure roof tiles
(L)
summer heat I practice my apology
(D)
my own problems...
the beggar lowers
his cup
(L)
dusk clouds reflecting blossoms
(D)
Labor Day
the migrant workers
in their usual spot
(L)
summer's end
two men argue
in Arabic
(D)
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Comments
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Go to the-haiku-club for great contests!
Thanks again.
All the best,
Dick
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
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Go to the-haiku-club for great contests!
i shall want to read it again.
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The world is an eraser for these words
- Jack Kerouac
joy is a height best measured from the depths
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
Strip Club Notice on the way
To the Marine Corps.
You two are kind of inspiring. I want to play...but I'm too chicken!
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Everytime you gain your heart's desire you pay for it with a piece of your soul- Heraclitus
Thanks man!! Well, hopefully we will be starting a new set soon.
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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
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