Haiku 13

cherry blossoms i would love to put them in a poem this winter night

a scarecrow disappears in the field fast falling snow

winter day
even my buddha
starts frowning

my moleskine
a binge of words…
all on the margins

Haibun 31

ventilator blues

           title of a song by the Rolling Stones

“I do not have a biography and I am very happy about it.” Jean Anouilh

i have holes in my resume. they include years when i refused to wear a tie. even the wedding of a friend could not push me over that imaginary line.

dressed down
a bitter crow spits advice
through treetops

Haibun 30

transcending the metaphysical

not sure how to put this  so i will do it  there is hole where the dark matter lives in my being  who is it  what is it  no idea  when i find out i wont tell a soul

 
my hand
waves in front of my eyes
to special music

 

Experimental Haibun that most likely will not be published!

Haibun 30

Two Tiny Haibun

 

the substance of forgotten things

i glance at the light shade. it has tassels on it that remind me of my grandmother.

your fingers can not touch me and yet i move

aurora borealis spillway

the rain has created a channel in my backyard. a small path of fog hovers over the water.

not yet autumn and the northern lights have hidden the stars

 

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