SPRING SINGS SILLY HAIKU

featured in the poetry forum June 5, 2022  :: 0 comments

hear the water lap
the shores of the melted lake
…with only kisses

editors note:

You’ll need a towel after that kiss and cuddle. – mh clay

LYNN SHARE HAIKU

featured in the poetry forum March 27, 2022  :: 0 comments

pain and anxiety
over the telephone line
step by step resolved

editors note:

Everyone is looking for a Lynn to lighten the load. – mh clay

2 Haiku: THE FROST OF DAWN & TREES

featured in the poetry forum January 16, 2022  :: 0 comments

THE FROST OF DAWN

silently cold comes
against the blues of friday
…love, lonely sinking

***

TREES

nature breathes, sweats rain
I am in awe by window
views of my garden

editors note:

Outer spaces spur inner graces. – mh clay

Three Haiku: Sale, Lucky, Gnats

featured in the poetry forum October 21, 2021  :: 0 comments

THE SALE

this huge house I love
…this relic of a small past
…away and gone now

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LUCKY GUY

I was luckiest
when things fell apart. The world
baked like dough to bread

***
GNATS

gnats swarm in the sun
the day is itchy rotten
the apple stinks too much

editors note:

Just as life comes in short bursts; our luck can turn on the sale of a gnat. – mh clay

LIGHT HAIKU

featured in the poetry forum July 19, 2021  :: 0 comments

a light diffuses black
..it lathers the sky that way
…clouds spread like thunder

editors note:

A light lather is a close shave. – mh clay

FRANKENSTEIN

featured in the poetry forum April 30, 2021  :: 0 comments

Places where the dead are plugged
…electric to all passion’s core
wandering the peasant groves
…confused by an uncertain brain
and terrorizing man and beast
and women also
like a boar
searching warmth
in fear of fire.
Destruction in desire’s feast
the way the dead can feel desire!!

editors note:

Like this, we grope our grove, in search of life’s bright bolt. – mh clay

LIVING AMONG THE MIDDLE CLASSES

featured in the poetry forum February 2, 2021  :: 0 comments

An achy nervousness
among pandemic days
while summer turns toward Fall
and the politics of madness
in the election of it all

and my own old age decays
dully for its sadness
like some disease which slays

with a sleep that fills our eyes
with an image on TV
of dreamy dreamy hot fires
in the skies.

editors note:

Flat screen, flat deal! We are what we watch. – mh clay

THE LOVE BOND

featured in the poetry forum November 7, 2020  :: 0 comments

See we are ancient already! We are marble
carved and sealed to fortressed stone
inseparable the way we aged together
and glistening in our polish
like one of your starry paintings.

Or an old rustic house
grown out as one toward the woodland.
We live in the same skin
shelter under each other’s locks.

I look out the window of your brilliant eyes
and see and give utterance for the world
eternally brand new!

editors note:

Yes! Give utterance! – mh clay

THE FAILED ARTIST

featured in the poetry forum August 17, 2020  :: 0 comments

Nature’s first rule is predation
a fact in the face
which he could not stand

so he puffed up a cloud
in his glacial station
to obscure that cruel beauty
of the land.

editors note:

In this case, smoke ’em when you DON’T… – mh clay