distant thunder
awakens me-
harley season
May26
Category Archives: Haiku
May26
Storm Brewing
storm clouds
blot out the sun-
morning coffee
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May25
Memorial Day weekend
fires of war smolder
in dad’s BBQ sauce-
lost summer
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May24
Farmers Market
colors of
spring surround me-
farmers market
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May23
Your smile
your smile
warms my heart-
eternal summer
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May22
Passing of Haikuist Hortensia Anderson
Today Hortensia Anderson a well known and loved Haikuist and poet passed away.
Below is one of my favorite poems and a fitting tribute.
Remains
hortensia anderson
The remains of the rose you gave me
lie in dust in your love letters. How did
it begin? With a single, perfect rose.
Had she been dead as I took her from
you, the rose, helpless without thorns, her
slim, green throat slashed on the diagonal -
unable to whisper “stay away!”?
Clues in the letters abound: how your name
loops around the page, how the “y” in “my”
almost obliterates the “love” that follows.
So this is how it ends – with a faded promise
of “forever”, stained with the dark blood rust
of a crumbled flower.
betrayed by a breeze
the light scent of roses
hidden by shadow
hortensia anderson
Read more about her below.
http://tobaccoroadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/hortensia-anderson-three-questions.html?m=1
http://hortensiaanderson.blogspot.com/?m=1
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May22
Good Morning?
smiling faces
of school children-
overcast skies
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May21
Pleasant afternoon
first sunset
on my new patio-
robin looks for dinner
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May20
Summer heat
serious moonlight
shines upon her face-
summer heat
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May19
NATO Birds of War
birds of war
hover overhead-
cloudless sky
Here in Chicago the weekend is a huge mess due to NATO meeting here. First off I understand the need for them to meet AND I also understand the need to protest but why not hold the meeting in the winter when no one wants to go outside.
Yesterday when I was at the VA many veterans were discussing how the helicopters were effecting them. I know for me every time one flies overhead I get very anxious and I can only imagine what others must feel who suffer from PTSD greater than I do.
Oh well, it is only for a few days more.
