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.

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

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.

MADD SUMMER 2020 #95

good by my friend, Spring. until we meet again in the new year that has yet to be. i bid you farewell.

bien por mi amiga Spring. hasta que nos volvamos a encontrar en el nuevo año que aún no ha sido. Te digo adiós.

bon par mon ami, Le Printemps. jusqu’à ce que nous nous rencontrions à nouveau dans la nouvelle année qui n’a pas encore été. je te fais mes adieux.

cherry blossoms
weighs heavily
tangible fog