My mind’s blank again;
the mirror reflects the room:
Another Haiku!
(October 30, 2019)
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Repetition
by
I am tired today,
as I am most days these days.
I’m caught in a loop.
(October 29, 2019)
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Each Moment’s a Moment
by
Darkness is a balm
with early morning’s silence.
A cat prowls the room.
(October 28, 2019)
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Central Texas Autumn
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Bright fall light dazzles
the trees in fading green leaves.
Squirrels squawk all day.
(October 26, 2019)
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Hansel Grows Old
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Bread crumbs were not enough—
insubstantial as memory
flitting away like sparrows
through the trees. He was lost,
tangled in possibility’s inevitable
collapse; he could not pull past
the brush to a salient interpretation:
where he went, where he was going,
or what language he now spoke.
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She had fled years ago,
escaped to the witches who
had forgiven her childhood
sins. She no longer believed
in the lies of her father,
the long walks in the woods
with her brother. She returned
now for some redemption,
only to find him not at home.
(October 25, 2019)
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always transitional
by
this is the moment
we find ourselves
ignorant and lost
hung upon a cusp
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another idea
malformed and old
gnaws open bones
to lick our marrow
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with trees being trees
we do not notice
the iron sentinels
stolid as chessman
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they seem to say—
do not pass
we’re surrounded
yet we are in love
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(October 25, 2019)
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Romantic Clap-Trap
The bees are dying—
Beauty and Truth of Nature?
Who can save us now?
(October 25, 2019)
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See What I See
by
Are haikus the same
as internet cat pictures?
Here, look at this one!
(October 24, 2019)
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Late October Morning
Darkness surrounds me
as the coffee pot gurgles.
A cat purrs nearby.
(October 23, 2019)
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State Mandated Testing
by
A pile of essays,
formulaic and so dull—
no real data here.
(October 22, 2019)
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Ideally
by
Old Plato dissects
the tree from our soul’s vision.
Do I stand a part?
(October 21, 2019)
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Inattentive
by
Chopping bell peppers,
I slice my left thumb deeply;
blood splats on the floor.
(October 20, 2019)
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Labor
by
My feet ache tonight,
burning like a sack of coal.
The work week’s over.
(October 19, 2019)
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One Shot
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Bourbon’s no answer,
yet, our day begs the question—
Where else could I be?
(October 18, 2019)
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