Untitled SoC 01I light this morning's cigarettebreak in my palms gonnaone day kick this lip-bittenmemory of home and fastfood junkie hipster pop-cultivated mainstreamofconciousnessfeeling I get when I seeher teeth glint through afrown her gown reminds meof the town I used to livein full of ants and facelesslies to my ignorant eyes ofhow a culture swabs itsfilthy four-dollar shot glasspanic attacks on the war oncrime being a state ofmind-numbing back-pat patrolmenlooking to cash-in their druggiefriend next-door to thecave of misbehavior swampedwith interior desolation andmisappropriated smiles that stringtheories of grandeur mud flatsslatted together like brick-builtmortarboard coffeeshop employeescollecting to exit their fees anddebts neglected since theireducations death warranted forarrest of intelligence and apiece of paper signed awayall intents for regret; unlessthe rent is too much stressthat rest is only between my fluidbreath and the nextcigarette.
Western Haiku 04I've stared at the sun,seen all that I could not see;yet you are still here.
soft time gently flowslazy winter afternoonreading books in the atticthe light moves across the floordusty sunbeams glow
Late DecemberA beautiful day,Sunny and cool afternoon.Multicolored leavesFalling from trees to the ground,Time passes by on the breeze.
sightedshe's sitting in the desert storm staring down her sightsat a prey that could never be caught
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
#MyDayInHaiku 2014-12-15Winter blues—waves of depression ebband flow . . . but I find strength in words of hope and joy.
departing (miyoji)slip awayin soft silencegoodbye
catdictionhave to be carefulstart out with little kittensand soon you have cats[a spark from Metalclawwarrior ]
looking around youthere are no strangersthere are incomprehensionsseek understanding
Western Haiku 02The train rides emptyit creates the wind, you see.O, whisper to me.
The train rides emptyit creates the wind, you see.O, whisper to me.