Category Archives: Poem

Haiku: Rain, Rain

Rain, rain, come and stay; all the green loves every day. Rain, rain, time to play. (iStock) Advertisements

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Dead of Night

Pulled out of Tonopah at half-past last heading up ninety-five. Rocks were glowing—sand was blowing, saw absolutely nothing alive. Realized then: what did I know, is there anything real I see? This highway runnin’ in the dead of night is … Continue reading

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Mystery Bird

A whirring tumble of notes; a small dark bird I cannot identify— no name where the song might hang. There is only sound. This morning arpeggio startles me. I find the singer on a high wire beak open, breath inflating … Continue reading

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Haiku–The Nose Knows

In what we call stink a wealth of information finds your active brain. (photo: *Toulouse as a youngster–jrs; *model for Bucket in Ochoco Reach)

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Haiku: Each of Us a Star

We all want to shine– surely, the light from inside, each of us a star. (plant: imgarcade.com; person: alamy.com)

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Haiku: Mist Opportunity

Low cloud off the sea envelopes everything, beading the dark stones. (shore: pixabay.com)

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Haiku: Fitting Flit

I think the word flit was invented by someone watching chickadees.

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Haiku: Waiting for Three

What is it about two o’clock, the bitching hour? Dreaded double-strike. The eyes snap open, no retreat from wakefulness– it’s just a poem.

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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. (pinterest.com)

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