2023 AWAKENINGS

so if my calculations are correct, i have lived nearly 15,695 days. not including, let’s say the first 5 years of non-learning aka non-consciousness, 13,870. not discounting crawling, drooling and other life (sense) experiences, all these activities are important for life and or daily living. rambling at an end.

for today, yesterday, tomorrow, a few conscious sightings Haiku.

  1. full moon–
    behind me a baby
    crawls
  2. moon phases the naked child crawls
  3. the far side
    of the moon…
    compressed diapers
  4. sickle moon–
    don’t bump your head
    on cloth diapers
  5. sickle moon–
    don’t go floating away
    cloth diaper
  6. day moon curled baby sleeps in a place
  7. sickle moon–
    sleeping side by side
    drowsy babies
  8. slight curve
    of the day moon
    sleepy baby
  9. sleeping baby
    tucked into folds…
    sickle moon
  10. full moon–
    hungry baby goes quickly
    to mum’s breast

MERRY CHRISTMAS 2022

To all Readers (new and familiar) I wish you and yours a Safe and Happy 2022 Christmas.

And now a few holiday Haiku for you and yours. 😉

winter drizzle–
shoppers go out to buy
anything

heavy drizzle–
to purchase batteries
with a short life

winter fog–
water in iron kettle
spouting

winter fog–
where the iron kettle
puffs smoke

howling winds
little squeaking sounds
of Christmas children


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

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

APRIL SURPRISES part ii…

72 hours until May 01, 2022. 72 hours and what do I see?! Snow!? Blinding snow! Wet snow. Freezing to the touch -snow!? I say blah’ to the last of 2022, late winter’s snow. And with this late winter’ snow, here are a few last minute Winter Haiku.

winter moon
the slow close
of a scrapped poem

falling snow ―
desert horses
charge down the riverbank

7 am
late winter’s snow
on the rooftops

unexpected snow…
scrapped poems
rearrange themselves