and jamaicans
and duck confit, and film students
that don't know how

to....use.....a...mop

now imagine the
lecture on trash showing in
a dumpster, damn it

before I came here
I got almost killed by a
volvo semi truck...

as for smashing plates...
well for now I do that and
get reprimanded

it begins to sound like
the old way of internet
butting heads, no more...

anyone knows where?
I can smash glass plates on wall
that would be fun too

the haiku zealot
in respect to the art form
issues this fatwā

that's always been a
point of mine, when can I just
throw paint at canvas...

do I need permission?

stream of consciousness
it's not just the syllables
there's also syntax

some show on the H.
channel about energy
the big bang is still

with us, the cars we
drive, the food we eat, the light
all be energy...

Illuminating
Fundeamental as water
Light is everything...

well, perhaps it is
time to cast shadow from raised
middle fingers to

that which needs it to
know perhaps

the lights are dimming
casting distorted shadows
from little fingers

periods of conflict
give time to voice the anxiety
and produce ideas

andy rooney passed
and it's hard to imagine
the world we once had

with the faces that spoke
to us and what replaces
those old faces?

We are in a mess
Armature politicians
That

We are in a mess
Armature politicians
That

sit down and share those
memories with one I knew
in grade school, and could

not believe she had
a son, but so long ago
we were the children

just four days after
but twenty-eight years ago
seemed like yesterday

Warm rain and sunshine
Unusual for November
Flowers still blooming

fresh snow has fallen
atop a dead hollow tree
changing its color

someday, somehow, the
world will be saved by haiku
and oddly, slim jims

Uncomfortable truths
easy to make others cry
sharing emotions..

halloween mutates
another hallmark event
scary marketing

reawaken, thou
this is resurrection, the
seed planted right now

I'm not sure if someone doesn't like stephanie meyer's books here...

cold wind caressing
my naturally pale skin
notorious new moon

Friday Afternoon
Boobs on the internetwebs
Library Vixen

risen from the grave
the man returns, reborn and
renewed from his tomb

portal to the grave
fallen stars and rising tides
etched in poet's web

this site is going
to be known as good haiku
among some bad ones...

I called out your name
But mine was the only sound
Silence sounds pitch black.

if I live my life
in fear of others or dreams
what shall I deny God

the car broke in two
littering the narrow street
with shattered pieces

the car broke in two
littering the narrow street
with shattered pieces

in this time and place
I feel like disappearing
"everyone's a star..."

hunting for big game
way over the water

hunting for big game
way over the water

the store has opened
where everything is brand new
except the old tray

a blast from the past
which was once a volcano
only ash remains

damn it, someone just
had to mention snacks in the
fast haiku drive thru

addictive haiku
like literary pringles
you can't stop at one

Type Haiku Here?
I wouldnt know where to start.
I'll pass, Thanks. Oh, wait...

ayn rand said greed came
from "the looters", we can say
who loots now tricked up

and so it goes, in cycles

seeking only peace
We are confronted by greed
How much is enough?

honor ritchie
blend all your apple products
safer that way

honor ritchie
silence all c devices
the world would end

canada or in
new england same crisp apples
and the pumpkin lights

Signs that winters here
Yellow grey light speaks of cold
The wind stops for snow.

yup, will's good one about the stars...

cycles of death and
rebirth, the stomach of a
worm, the leaves of trees

the starlight close by
converts rot into new leaves
fruit, eaten, again...

the seed is contained
in each passing DNA
and to time's ending