Drinking used to be
an event; something I would
look forward to. Now:
its something I do, to look
forward to something. Salud…
(This tanka [variation on haiku, 57577] brought to you BECAUSE of Ayako Kigoshi)
Drinking used to be
an event; something I would
look forward to. Now:
its something I do, to look
forward to something. Salud…
(This tanka [variation on haiku, 57577] brought to you BECAUSE of Ayako Kigoshi)
To Genghis Kahn, kids
are equal to everyone.
Murder-tunity.
Distance: a pressing
matter; does funny things to
the brain, heart. Mind-fu(n)[c]k.
Trees and billowing
blows my thought like dust or snow.
Recent history
bringing its mostly
crazy deliberate change to my
attention. And
the thinking I do
is cold and warm, warning me
not to allow the
irrational words
of my fear or yours bother
the lovely stasis.
Thought moving forward
and self-doubt holding; fear is
and I am subject
Breath. Breakfast. Breath. Walk.
Breath. School. Breath. Rehearsal. Breath.
Dinner. Breath. Work. Breath…breath.
Foods and drinks and friends
and musics and dances and
more foods. Love: birthdays.
By Drew Harris
We were watching Duck
Tales, and doing our chores late
when you were born, Al.
by Shane Harris
Happy birthday to
You, happy birthday to you
Best. Haiku. EVER.
by Greg Sigman
LC call numbers
order erupts from chaos
pigeonholes for all
I am cold and soft
Unwanted some, beautiful,
though mostly: burden
I fall without light
to greet the sun and morning
Again, trampled on
Opportunities
to use me grow as I do
yet I feel a chore
Wishful, I breathe the
same air, but exist without
my own intention
I am called a touch
when I am more than nothing
And I love quiet
My pillow was too
stiff, but my new one is too
soft. My life is hard.
I have trouble with
simple, though mostly in thought
I: complicated.
But I strive for less
to achieve more with short strokes
I: simplicity.
Also, the amount
of urine I have expelled
today brings concern…
Some morning things are
better than others. Hot and
fruit and together times.