SEEK ME, EACH OF YOU,
in your own way.
And when you find Me?
Prove it:
Leave each other
the hell alone.
originally published: 2011.06.04
Tag: haiku and environs
Staple and meat of
Poets and coffeehouses.
Some might even rhyme..
The Poet
HE COULDN’T TELL WHETHER HE
loved beauty or women more
until the day he called his mom and said
“Guess what? I’m marrying a sunset.”
Wish List
I want the rockets and bombings to stop.
I want Hamas to surrender.
I want the hostages released.
I want civilians to stop dying.
I want peaceful coexistence.
I want to live without fear.
I want to live without being hated.
I want a better world for everyone.
I want this to be not too much to ask.
Stellar Blues
do the stars know the names
by which we call them?
we,
the hubristic and temporary,
label the unthinkably ancient
with quick mouth sounds
and fading pen-scratches.
will they mourn
when we are gone?
would they say:
“nice try, two-legs;
you had one chance
at planetary survival
and missed it
by not paying attention.”
would but those who did pay
had more power than
only the will
to shout
stop
and make it stick.
Waiting for the Apocalypse, or Something Like It
AND SO, EARTH CONTINUED TO shake off the irritants that had plagued her since the rise of the Industrial Age…”
— Barbatus the Elder
My Contribution to the War Effort
IT’S JUST A LITTLE BLOG called
“Metaphorager.”
I hope it offers respite.
Plague Haiku
THE PAIN IN MY CHEST
Is growing by the hour.
I hope it’s heartburn.
Haiku: Timeless Time
IT”S SPACE ON THE CLOCK
Between the Tick and the Tock.
Have a good Shabbos!
Haiku: The Nameless Name
THAT-WHICH-SOME-CALL-“GOD“:
Universal, non-dual.
What is It for you?
Not Like It Used To Was
Mom in the drug store
Called out to her son: “Brooklyn!”
Am I getting old?
Haiku for Uncertain Weather
Slate-thin clouds cover
shoulders that lately knew sun.
Make up your mind, God.
Windstorm Stylist
Scary loud gusts brush
From the trees’ green-flowing hair
Stray twigs and branches.