Category: haiku

Just because you don’t
like it, doesn’t mean it hurts.
(Brush your teeth), damnit.

(Wash your hands)
(Eat your food)
(Take a bath)
(Go to bed)
(Etc..)

Did the flower cause
The crack in the concrete, or
Merely exploit it?

Time and memory
Converge toward a single point.
Where did I begin?  

Forever foreign;
Home’s distance beyond distant.
When did this begin?

Reinvent the wheel;
Freedom from the familiar.
Where do I begin?

There is great power
In the act of limiting
The ingredients
Of our creativity.
Bounds amplify art.

The great shapers knew:
Harmony comes from balance,
Relating fixed forms
In patterns through time and space.
Melodies from scales,
Awakenings on canvas
Born from fixed palettes.

Our minds are the bounds
Limiting each new frontier…
But art shines within.
Reflecting the eternal
Creative power.

~r

Jordan, come back home.

Those people are crazy dude

Rocky Mountain high

What no one tells you:
Once off the ground, the earth spins
Away beneath you.

Does the wave question
Its own existence as it
Rolls back to the sea?

Given enough time,

All things are rendered neuter…

Given enough time.

12:24 A.M.

I can’t sleep during
A thunderstorm; I’m afraid
I might miss something.

Hail

Lightning is the sun,
Breaking through the clouds to help
Guide those who are lost.

Silhouette

So much can be seen
By searching the silhouette
of a moonless sky.

9:41 P.M.

Highway reflectors
Pass by my tired eyes like
Twilight fireflies.

Martinis are not
Union made, goddamnit!  I
Need a tallboy, now.

May 1, 2011; Ground Zero …

The sweet scent of death.

Celebrate the end of fear

at public hangings!

Nursery Rhymes …

… Yet, what lessons learned?

Ten years of nightmares, and still

we hide behind flags.

Black Horizons …

Where did the sun go?

Black smoke rises from straw men

who preach in the flames.

Cold Mathematics:

Every time a child is bombed …

… terrorists are born.

“Journalists Caught in Crossfire”

British journalists
Don’t say “Molotov Cocktails”…
They say “Petrol Bombs.”

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“Parents Set Bad Example for Cell Phone Usage”
or
The Little Luddites

Technology is
Competition for children
Craving attention.

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“Tunisian Protesters Continue Post-Dictator”

When trees fall, splinters
Stay behind.  No rest until
The ground is swept clean.

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“Republicans Out to Cut Spending”

Easy solutions:
Blame teachers, blame unions, blame…
The teacher’s union!

Fine. Let them eat cake.

Dictators look so foolish

When Hell shakes the gates.

—

History teaches:

What goes around comes around.

Raise the guillotine!

—

When the masses rise

Power collides, proving that

Even Pharaohs fall.

Blood blisters glaze like
Silver dollars on the skin;
Trading flesh for cash

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And the fingers pulse
With weary impatience for
A life of less pain

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