PUEBLO MICHIGAN PART II B

snowflakes
salt pours through
the saltshaker

May blizzard —
stored salt jars
are astir

whiteout
pouring the sugar
into a bowl

the pulsating rush
of poured salt
snowy river

starry night —
white and yellow crayons
are easy to break

avalanche
plops goes the saltshaker
off the table

saltshaker
accumulating at the bottom
full moon

snowflakes…
all the saltshakers
are empty

PUEBLO MICHIGAN IV

rays of sunshine —
blackbirds steal fries
from the dumpster

sunshine
blackbirds huddle
around trashed fries

summer sunset…
fresh fries and mustard
on a plate

mustard
dripping from a bottle
setting sun

honey…
loose rays
of liquid sunshine

honey jar
at its bottom
summer sunset

sunlight…
streaks of mustard
on a decorative plate


* Sunshine found not only in Nature, but so too created by Man, can be sighted the hours before predawn and hours after midnight.
*Red-winged Blackbirds found commonly in Michigan.

53 AND COUNTING

First, let me say dear reader(s), i do Not hate snakes, but i am Not their number one fan, either. i can stand their swift and sometimes unsettling presence in movies and sly appearance in literature. Now with this stated, let me also say, dear reader(s), from a beautiful long and i do mean long, long distance, snakes can be awesomely inspiring. So now for my near-miss daily walking experience, enjoy these Haiku.

Topic of Haiku – (Garter) Snakes and Summer Grass

blade of grass
the rise and fall
of slithering garter

blade of grass —
it rises up
inquisitive garter

blades of grass
rising and falling
slithering garters

startled snake
in a straight line
blade of grass A

slithering garter
becomes amazingly straight
blade of grass B

tall blades —
bouncing and falling
garter snakes

*Garter snakes are a common species found here in Michigan, USA.

PUEBLO MICHIGAN part ii A

snow shower —
a plate of fries
drenched in salt

snow shower —
i am drowned in it
spilt salt

snowflakes —
at finger tips
salted fries

noticing
the weight of snowflakes
poured salt

such an accumulation
of sunshine…
squeezed mustard

golden sunset
drips down…
squeezed mustard

sun on the horizon…
a dollop of mustard
rises

evening sun
sitting for a while…
a dollop of mustard

dwindling sunshine
the mustard drips slowly
from the bottle

dappled sunlight
a long burst of mustard
from the bottle

PUEBLO MICHIGAN

Dear reader(s), I would like to introduce to you a new series in regards to my workplace observations. And let me tell you that there are many observations to be had in just one daily shift. Keep in mind reader(s), that I can work anywhere from eight to twelve hours in just one day. To many, a twelve hour work-shift is nothing. To a 41 year old who has just returned to the workforce after nearly a twenty-year medical hiatus, these hours are brutal, especially to my feet and sometimes, swollen ankles.

Pueblo, Michigan is half of a full truth. I am not going to inform you, reader(s) of my exact working location, but I am willing to say it is in the state of Michigan, obviously as the title implies. And like any workplace of this world, this place has its daily dramas, tantrums and other lively forms of visual entertainments that could be enjoyed by some and or make disgusted by the others.

To avoid legal issues, not that there should be any legal issues, this eye-witnessing observer is changing names and or deleting them completely. I too shall use metaphors when possible to explain my observation(s). Now keep in mind, that some events shall be modified to avoid any exaggerated experience (though not much by the stretch of the human understanding) or perhaps just the opposite to show some levity and or brevity of an experience endured.

If you are still interested in my daily activities, I ask you to follow along of this new series. Note also that not all these experiences or activities had shall be posted the day of. My work-hours are long, my energy wanes. Still, I am hoping to share this part of my life with you.

Sincerely,
Madasahatter

into a bowl
a waitress scoops
day moons

vanilla ice cream
so many scoops come
in the shape of a day moon

day moon
ordering vanilla ice cream
at the restaurant

105 Days And Counting

May 09, 2022…

Topic of Haiku – Dandelions & Sunshine

sinking sun
when the dandelion rises
amazingly straight

dandelions—
still some stars remain
grounded

late dandelions
the sunlight reaches
one after another

winter dandelions
standing askew
shining, shining

hot sunrise
May dandelion
upright in a breeze

rising sun
through blades of grass
blooming dandelion

starry night
dandelions bend at an angle
wherever they bloom

plucked dandelions
the light of stars
starts waning

dandelions
so many stars fallen
from the sky




Work Observations Part II…

What is time to the working servicing class? What is enjoyment of the mass consuming horde? I do hope you, dear reader(s) are enjoying these little delights as much as I have relish in creating them. 😉

full moon…
it is a lump
of cooked rice
upon a dinner plate

crooked moon…
a bag of rice
boils

moon viewing…
floating slowly
a bag of boiling rice

boiled eggs
being scooped
phases of the moon

phases of the moon
I add croutons
to the salad

snowflakes…
between baby’s fingers
cooked rice

April snow
cooked rice squeezed
in baby’s hands (7a)

warm snow
squeezed in baby’s hands
cooked rice (7b)

avalanche
a service dog eyes
spilt milk

spilt milk
rushes down the bottle’s edge
avalanche

April Work Observations

Oh, the poetic things and creative epic events one can observe while working 12 hours or more during a busy weekend shift. As a reflection of my weekly work schedule, lets say that time truly is but a blur when the world about you is rushing by in serving foods, packaging foods and finally, consuming foods to oneself and to others, obviously. 😉


gazing at
a lump of cooked rice
full moon

snowball
a lump of cooked rice
in a baby’s hands

snowflakes
a split bag of rice
spills over

full moon—
white dinner plates
being piled up

moon viewing—   
boiled rice rises
then slips down

dinner plates
being piled up…
moonrise

full moon I pour a cup of milk

full moon to eat a boiled egg