Haiku Productions

Haiku & Senryu

 

Sand sifts through

The beach fence

Forgotten sand castles

 

Spitting on the ground

My gift for you

Little weed

 

Stardust

Scattered everywhere

Granite shards

 

Hearing the hawks

Seeing the buzzards

Silent breaking waves

 

In the scrub

Insects ticking

Nature's random clockwork

 

Looking for John

Stone, trees, sky

There you are!      
-- For John Courtney

 

Gusty onshore wind

Rock? Boat?

Neither moving

 

Without her

Left to live on and on

This cold stone

 -- For Jeffers

 

After stormy spring

Calm seas

A fifth season

 

Crows bitching at hawk

The cat's ears

Perk up

 

Gusting winds

Where to hide the bone?

Restless dog

 

Moment of silence

Drained away by machines

 

Hearing wings beat the air

I realize

I am still here

 

Luminous clouds

The storm over

Before it began

 

Looking at the crow

Looking at me

Sudden chill

 

Boundary layer

Swirling, dissipating fog

Thoughts too

 

Inhaling fog

Exhaling fog

Beach cypress

 

Drifting fog

Not stopping it

Beach cypress

 

Catching fog

Dripping dew

Beach cypress

 

Cold dawn parking lot

Forgotten garbage dump

Gathering of crows

 

Center of the low

53 west 132 north

Storm arriving tomorrow

 

Southwest winds

Cyclonic flow

Rain approaches

 

black-capped junco

escaping hard rain

camellia flower umbrella

 

Carmel River Bench

Turds of visiting pigs

Stogie butts in the sand

 

In the dusk

Crows fly home

Random particles of night

 

For no reason

Dead bees

The end of blossoms

 

Running dog

Scatters the gulls

Empty beach

 

Observing the flower pot

Zen cat

Twitches one ear

 

Geranium entangles

The smiling buddha

Time to go

 

A fence that keeps

Nothing in, nothing out

A long marriage

 

Summer fires

Redden the crescent moon

The dog sleeps undisturbed

 

Tucking in the kids

How lucky they are

To fall asleep first

 

Swirling over the crosswalk

Plum  blossoms

Ignore the traffic lights

 

Abalone shells

Shattered on the beach path

Ohlone repast

 

After the clouds pass

Spring shower continues

Rain from the ash tree

 

Ocean gale

Seagulls

Pinned against the sky

 

Drove all day

Can’t sit

Can’t stand still

 

Under my bare feet

Popping sounds

Seaweed pods

 

Waves crash

Children scream

Repeat

 

Disappearing

Reappearing

Seagulls in fog

 

Ladybug on my shoulder

Flies off

Didn’t like my stare

 

Harassing a hawk

The crow’s cawcawphony

 

W

W

Pelicans head out to sea

 

Choosing a Christmas tree

A V of geese overhead

Honk their approval

 

Indulging in summer apricots

What do you mean

We’re out of toilet paper?

 

Passing through the pines

The fog whispers

News from the sea

 

Sun in the fog

A jewel

That can't be stared at

 

Remembering Dementia

for Mom and Dad

 

Blood vessel breaks

A stroke of genius

Dementia settles in

 

Drifting fog

Absorbing, letting go

Beach cypress, your mind

 

Wiping the shit from your shoe

You ask

Whose it is

 

Losing your wife

We wonder again

Where she is

 

Forgetting everything except

That you've forgotten something

 

Going to sleep

Waking up

Suddenly -- two dogs!

 

Lunchtime

Burning bacon

Again

 

Father and son

Arguing over car keys

This time, I keep them

 

Chill Autumn wind

Birds are flying both ways

Words of wisdom

 

Falling

Broken hip

Dementia makes itself at home

Sonoma Reset

 

I'm here

At the edge of the world

To reset.

 

I’m seeing eye to eye

with pelicans flying

along the cliff

Gliding by with nary

A flap of wings.

Sharing the land-sea edge

With a bird of great history

Through how many eons of

Air have those wings sailed?

To know the air that well

Is an accomplishment

To be envied

Reset

 

I'm here to talk, eat, drink, and be subversive

Slurp primeval oysters

Sip Hokkaido-crafted sake

To dream, meditate, and medicate

Tune into whales and sea lions

Crows and ospreys

Watch the slow gliding

Of buzzards

Searching for the dead

Reset

 

You and I, writers of words

Singer and player of wild notes

Ideas exploding from foreheads

Words slipping off tongues,

Sliding into the foggy night

Getting lost, going awry,

Then echoing back from

Sudden silence

Revealing new paths to follow

Stumping near the cliffs

Edging away from reality

Talking, drifting

In and out of the fog

Real fog, not the fog of

Cities, offices, and politics.

Reset.

 

Sonoma Journey

 

Blue, grey, humpback

Journeying north in the night

Slipping through cold waters

Lit up by your music,

Sonic echoes painting pictures

across your skin:

Fleeing fish, sea floor sand,

Granite rocks, your baby following.

Sensing changes in water density

Savoring subtle flavors of salinity

Not seeing me,

Dreaming of you,

On the land, surrounded by air

 

Great grandmother

Taught how to avoid

Subsonic rumbles

Of diesel engines,

Turn away from

Shadows of floating wood,

Fear the chase of wind-driven sails.

All that you know of men,

You learned

To dive deep

 

And now we hunt you

With our eyes:

Cameras, sensors, and satellites;

Eager to witness your pelagic journeys

The appearance of your yearly progeny

Eager to be closer to you

Our distant cousin

So great in spirit

So much more at peace

 

We yearn to understand your songs

The way we pretend to

Understand the machinery of

Our technology

Perhaps someday, you will teach us

And we will understand

How to live in this world

as lightly as you do

 

Timber Cove July 2010

Coexistence Arising

A poem book