Lack of timeIt´s a good excusebut if you really want toyou would find the time.
Living the Everyday Haiku1climbing the first verticalit comes to—a snail on my shoe2leaves falling everywhereI look, how easy it isto let them go3I marvel at everyrose bush petalholding fast in the wind4seed packets in a drawer—dormant dreams of an herbal gardencome spring5sharp-edged cloudscutting the moon in halfbut not the piercing wind6still in bed—winter scrubbing the remainsof autumn from the trees7 (seen on local news today)king tides—waves scattering cliff sidespectators with sea foam and awe8how cold the night—no sound of cricket or birdyet his breath in slumber9late morningpulling taut the bed sheet,outline of my tortoiseshell comb10lace curtain patternsfrom a kitchen breezefill the empty fruit bowl11chopping winter vegetablesfor stew—my thoughts of summer plums12reflection of my rouged lipson the window sillthrough a water glass13jelly-making day—pomegranate halves, redon half-read newspaper14freeze
Hakuna Matatano cares in this worldsing hakuna matataand just fly away
available nowlove is like a bruiselurking just beneath your skinbegging to be born
February Haiku 09-1-flakesflitting in the windthe swallows are far from home-1.5-clothes fly by the dryer window,backgrounds in a Roadrunner cartoon-2-trees paint their nails;everyone elsewears gloves-3-frozen pavements,streets wrappedin cling film-4-crumpled tissuesthe remainsof a snowman-5-virgin snowtrampledby a girl in hot pants-6-cryptic crosswordsand newsprint;not everything is black and white-7-buying frozen mincein a knitted red jumper-8-personal adsstackedwindows in a block of flats-9-snow wilts into the mud;umbrellas continueto bloom-10-gingerbread sky,midnight humswith sirens-11-bloated riversqueezing under bridges;roads fat with traffic-12-snowflakes on lashesplastic bagsin the branches of trees-13-blackout;streetlamps diebent old men lost in the dark-14-pigeons scatterin front of a cyclist;diners fling crumbs-15-unsteady rhythm on the roof;rain invisibleagainst the sky
i will delete thisi keep dead flowersin my window in hopes thatthey're just pretending.
stupid haikusi don't have to usecapital letters when iwrite stupid haikus