2013 August Haiku Wrimo - cherish the summer18/08/2013short story -moth caught in clawsof true sadist17/08/2013gulls dive with the driftwhite contrails on blue16/08/2013hooded crow pairtakes a drink- reflection15/08/2013fruit flies swarmfallen plumssweet smell of decay14/08/2013beached likefresh, boiled crabsno sunscreen13/08/2013cat slumbersqueen of unmade bedspurfection12/08/2013heavenly showerto cricket symphony11/08/2013empty nestsparrows gathernew tenants10/08/2013autumn nearzuccini persistsbearing load09/08/2013heat wavefour o'clock flowersdroop08/08/2013sunflowersleaning long shadowson the walk07/08/2013dandelion flufflistlessly floatsin the heat06/08/2013hopelesslylost in the corn fieldsolitude05/08/2013white sailswillows kiss the lakepier at dusk04/08/2013fountain grassglowing in the gloomgreen eyes03/08/2013dried outmelon flowersfailed promises02/08/2013dragonflyon water-lilliestakes flight01/08/2013camp firesummer's last momentsfriends gather
Poppiesblood splattersno soldiers' gravesjust poppies
Falloutchildren playcharcoal on a walltheir shadow
Guardguard: halt! shoot, killed in turn
Ozoneozone dischargelacing the airtaste the sky
2011 June Haikuton21st Junecoffee my drugbut nemesisof my clothes20th June19th June18th June17th June16th Junelesson in clausesoverseenby noble leader -unexpected15th Junecatching up to myselfin mirror we meet14th June13th June12th June11th Junepain goneworld seen through hazebut clearing10th Junefifteen hoursno one will missthem, but me9th Junehow clichéI see pink bunniesthanks Xanax8th Junelaser beamprecise and quickfiat lux7th June6rd Junesilence speaksas much assenseless chatter5rd Juneno stop to raincornstalks drownwithout the sun4rd Junechicken coopno residents yetjust base3rd JuneI cried bitter tearsover sliced onions2nd Junewinding across earthpromise of sweetness inflowering melon1st Junebumblebee crashlandsearly summer honeycollecting frenzy
May Honeybeebee crashlanding -early honey hangover
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What Is It? It's LightningIt rolls and barrels towards youWith the speed of lightNo use to hide in the darkNo use to hold your breathIt will not suffocate youIt won't hit you, no need to fightMaybe shout to make it miss the markMaybe scream before the sudden death
Late DecemberA beautiful day,Sunny and cool afternoon.Multicolored leavesFalling from trees to the ground,Time passes by on the breeze.
soft time gently flowslazy winter afternoonreading books in the atticthe light moves across the floordusty sunbeams glow
sightedshe's sitting in the desert storm staring down her sightsat a prey that could never be caught
look up in the skya hot air balloondrifting above my back yardthe past still remains
didactic, in a japanese wayI.grab an idea andhold onto it as tight asyou possibly can.II. weave your perceptionsinto singular design,as a spider spins it's web.(the irony issomething so terrifyingcould conceive so much beauty)III. see the web. disregard the architect's guise.IV.it's a leap of faith,bleeding your dispositiontil the fount runs dry.the reward is catharsis -oh beloved concubine.V.never surrender -desire will always prevailover discontent.the worlds in words are countless,in abandon there are none.
In the DepthsEveryone has depths,Ones in touch know where they are.The brave go diving![a spark from ewaldsreef ]
tsunami nami namida 津波哉 波は収縮する 涙tsunami kana nami wa shūshuku suru namida tsunami . . .the wave collapses and then tears
looking around youthere are no strangersthere are incomprehensionsseek understanding
#MyDayInHaiku 2014-12-15Winter blues—waves of depression ebband flow . . . but I find strength in words of hope and joy.
Frolicchildren run gripping purple pinwheels in hand