Haiku: The Night Warms

Coffee sits swallowed
at the top of my stomach;
my brainstem is warm.


(stock photo)

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The Lift

Birds, pilots, sailors…
all look for lift
Artists do too
It is the physics of magic

(guitar: getold.com; hawk: geol.umd.edu)


Inspired by:

T Bone Burnett’s AmericanaFest Keynote Address

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Mister Sniffy

In the grey light before sunrise
you examine the yard and driveway:
sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff
sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff
The new light catches the focus
in your eyes, much as it might catch
the focus in mine as I’m sniffing out a poem.
I learned something:
more snorting!



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Haiku: Relativity?

Consciousness, a gift
of accelerating time,
provides no answers.


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Haiku: Comfortably Close

Little squirrel chirps
six feet from my smiling face:
half-hearted scolding.

(both: pinterest.com)

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Make it stop

It was sometime right around when Donald Trump talked about how certain people were asking for moments of silence for the Dallas shooter (a lie, of course). It was after Orlando and Philando Castil…

Source: Make it stop

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Sometimes Later

I am a smoker
and a drunk
I’m not and
engage with the world
whirling and curling
I accept all animals as equals
that is my only hope
to accept my own species

the arrogance of humanity
has me disturbed
we are too many too many
and suffering is on the rise
there is little respect
for all creatures great and small
we are shitting our own bed
and finding sleep untenable.



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Between Takes in Heaven West

Clayton Moore and Jay Silverheels rest
by the Rio Grande, sharing sushi
under a sky of forever blue.

Scout and Silver graze nearby.

To the south, a tumble of clouds
builds over Mexico, rumpled shadows
running across the far mesas.

A roadrunner scoots past.
The river slides.
The sun hangs.

Jay turns to Clay.

“Wasabi, Kemosabe?”

Clayton smiles his thanks and
nods to the ginger sauce.

clay and jay


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Strawberry or Honey?

Strawberry moon looked
more like honey, so I’ll
go with that today.



(top: al.com; bottom: wsj.com)

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Haiku–Ping Pong

Left right left right left
my brain trading back and forth
quick entertainment



(top: adsoftheworld.com; bottom: preptalk.hermits.com)

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