Today’s Haiku


#1

I know we have some afficianados around here. Remember Rich writing some about avians :).

I like them as a form of communication that makes me more succinct, plus they are word play and puzzle-like. Or cryptic. I write them also related to sobriety and share them at meetings.

So play along if you’d like, I’ll just drop one from time to time.

Today’s Theme for me - Nuclear, I Mean Midwestern, Winter.

Too far from the sun …
Speed on in this dark orbit.
Winter has begun.


#2

Sunlit pine needles
Whirring blades are a chorus
A drop falls to earth


#3

Shivering, bared teeth
Ears are back, tail is down low
Crazed Chihuahua eyes


#4

I think I wrote this haiku in middle school, but still one of my favorite’s out of the ones I have written (which is kind of sad as it tells you how often I write haikus.)

Time ticking away
The hands of the clock moving
Pointing to what next?


#5

Arthur. We must go
A forum somewhere needs me
And I shall cry, Spoon!


#6

Thank you Rich and Master Tick for your contributions! Seeing as it is Haiku Friday and I write one or more for my AA lead let us see what the purple pen hath writ. In the purple notebook I see this …

Shutters, cogs and valves.
These are my machinery.
Mine eyes, mind and heart.


#7

Ice melts to water
Drips on stone warmed by the sun
Evaporating


#8

Rich, is that a cocktail haiku?


#9

Not until 6PM. :) It describes the three forms of water on Earth. And how they can exist simultaneously in certain cases.


#10

My PhD grandpa, for whom I am named, is rolling around in his grave now like a dervish, bushy eyebrows raised.


#11

For those of you who like seeing your name in print: http://www.asahi.com/ajw/articles/AJ201903010001.html – in a Japanese newspaper, no less.

He’s published 4 of mine so far in the From The Notebook section.


#12

alexa is watching

face-slurping humans
horrifying meat monsters
ugh kissing again


#13

Breath so horrible.
Did she eat her poop again?
Crazy Chihuahua!


#14

Ha! Love it.


#15

Booming Cherry Isle
You absent, heaven be spelt
As Kagoshima


#16

A fluffy cat lies
Disheveled in my kitchen
She wants tuna fish


#18

nice,

And I shall cry, Spoon!
The Mightiest Battle Cry
While the moon says CHA.


#19

Sitting on the can.
Will I never leave this place?
Why’d I eat tacos?


#20

A simple one for a slow Saturday morning:

The smell wakes me up
The taste stirs up my senses
Coffee is divine


#21

Airplanes shrink the world
Fifteen hours above the clouds
My buttocks are sore