Thursday, April 16, 2009

Where Are the Words?

Powerless, I cry
How to show you this disgrace?
Death--no longer hers.

Friday, April 3, 2009

If one more

If one more old man
pulls out in front of me and
slows down, I will scream!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Joint Plot of Strangers

Someone I don't know,
buried beside you in death.
Who is this person?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Translated

Take me from this me
to that me and back again
better for the change.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Ripping off Williams/ Haikus catch up

This is just to say
I'm sorry I did not spend
more time touching you.

All those moments lost
on the road from here to there
talking of the stars.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Knowledge is Power

Insecurity
masked as diplomacy is
deceptive but true.

UoP Students

So rude and lazy
No one can be this stupid
Please just go away.

A Day

Sunrise in the East
she and I make love all day
Sunsets in the west.

Boy to Man

He looks like a man
but he is not as he seems
he is still a boy

Sunday, February 15, 2009

The Most Important

I wanted to change
the world so fraught with chaos
made pancakes instead.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Between

Yellow brick stuck tight
sandwiched by asphalt rivers
brighten up the gray.

*inspiration image can be seen soon on my personal blog

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

The Farm

Green pastures kept safe
by old, rusted, wire fences
to keep the cows out.

Bubbles

Silver sequined glove
Living at Neverland Ranch
Michael Jackson's chimp

(This is my favorite haiku I've ever written!)

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Puzzling

Cardboard cutout like
tiny island mystery
searching for the shore.
Here is a Valentine's haiku

Oh to kiss your soul!
I say, “I’ll show you mine if…”
But who will go first?
-Cynthia

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Happy Birthday, Brandi!

The Earth finds its path
around the Sun once a year
to celebrate you.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Map

Thousands of dark lines
lead in many different
directions at once.

Up

Snowy white foam sits
heavy on the blackened bean
sunrise over clouds.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Capstone

Dozens of dead trees
cramped into a plastic tub
covered in black and blue marks.

Henrique

He said, "You don't make
music.  It moves through you."  I
like the sound of it.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Flights

Thirty-three steps up
fragmented notches taunt me
weighted by this tome

Swollen

Perfectly yellow
pieces of blue and green
pavement isn't my friend

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Copy That

Mimeographed smudge
winter's violet banging
skies dusted with this

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Still

Easy to forget
what happened yesterday
glad you can still smile

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Lighthouse

The lighthouse beckons
me back to the place called home
the source of all light.