hummingbird-time

bright sun; wet sneeze bursts ~
weaving roll: and drops glint past ~
we live at tenth speed ~


Photo credit: pschubert from morguefile.com

I've read that hummingbird hearts beat ten to twenty times as fast as ours. Perhaps they experience time differently?

2 o'clock

Northeast by East, Aye!

No Now

picture four clock hands _
hour, minute, second, trice hands _
buy more batteries! _

Oh what a wild idea - a trice hand to whiz around once every second. And why not extend this fable, oh dear me, a fifth hand - the jiff hand. Spinning along once every trice. So when exactly is now anyway?

haiku: angel

fifteen clock degrees
one zodiacal sky sign
her left leg's shorter

apparition

two o'clock's a blur
dim halo around the moon
should it be this cold?

Teeth

cautious, joyless dogs,
embrace, enraptured razors.
flailing, plopping brutes.

haiku - worship

worship's a transcript `
a fuzzy web of patterns `
read page's spaces `

I often wonder if anyone else sees the oddly ordered lines of spaces between words as they meander down a book's page.

Where are they taking my eyes? Probably I should just as well choose to meditate on a certain slice of time during a rainstorm and visualize the shutter-frozen quivering drops of water hanging in mind-space. Too many books make me verge on academic hallucination.

haiku loyalty

jungle rain spirals -
sergeant's cracked boot squelches -
dull sacrifices -

As a wise man once said, any fool can handle a crisis, it's the day-to-day living that really wears you down. Our sentinels exist in this reality in every local fire-station, city emergency room, and foreign mission.

piety

grassy eels toothy `
seek seek, brightly sky bangles`
horse-fly one wing down `

You do see this pondering by water's edge. The eddy you think is a flowing course is the hapless insect half-submerged devoutly calling for its master - the carp - the eel. All friends all alike.

devotion

prone shrine maiden kneels
palms outstretched slowly hover...
is it raining yet?


Photo credit: iamagoo from morguefile.com

Found

sedentary agile.
Dalmation sleeps, victory.
throughout the gravel.

bestseller

lone paperback book `
gritty, foxed by salt breezes `
"SHOGUN" faded orange ``

OSI: single

Symph. Nr. 9

million vented prayers `
a voiced pause of timekeeping `
maestro's eyes glitter ``

Moderation

apple trees beckon,
foxily, keenly, small fruits.
children start to climb.

HAIKU: treaty

What are we missing?
attention's joy in the blood.
Have I sparked a shock?




haikubones

flight

why gate a blank flight? `
it starts and ends at a wall.`
speed-blurred cars pass by ` `

Haiku Bones: uncanny

The height of oddity to me are the disused Edwardian staircases from, and to, nowhere along the West Side highway of Manhattan.

HAIKU - gaussians

city of bridges `
ideal arcs roughed up by time `
flowing as water ` `

OSI: Blowing the Curve

Through millennia the bridges of Rome have been gorgeously mirrored in the waterways.

Scintillating, blurred and scattered in myriad directions endlessly in every blink of time's flow.

Louche

Two desperate lips.
Overdue books lost at sea.
Wine in the bathtub.

Not very much in the Haiku Bones meme.

The Park

Perilous gazelles.
Another jukebox baby.
capturing my tree

Not really a Haiku Bones meme.

HAIKU - dock

Black rotting wharf piles `
Bake in the singing white sun `
My line tugs - then stops `

OSI: sunny days

Fishing is timeless oblivion.

91.1 FM

static, speech, music `
beat against my kitchen ear `
radio silence `

Haiku Bones prompt: peace

There is no silence as gratifying as the void after my kitchen radio is clicked off suddenly. The blasts of disaster and whinnying clutter are gone. They leave behind a warm blanket of quietude.

HAIKU: fallout

dust-vending machine:
dilemma her viaduct.
these porch steps orbit.

haikubones

HAIKU: nulled

And God yawped a yawn `
Gaped faintly with jasmine tea `
Now everything's stuck `

OSI: chaos

Well that's what you get when you use Sandburg as your religious education primer.

Photosynthesis

eyes are ancient leaves `
pictures, not sugars, from light `
go on, feast your eyes `

Haiku Bones: incandescent

Kind of odd to think about it, but our eyes are attuned to a special kind of quantum-made light.

We can really only use some of the light made from jitter-bugging electrons in the scant century of elements.

Other kinds of light ? Well we're blind or blinded.

HAIKU: afloat

Paddle hard cocoon.
Faith's a window in the rain.
Life's noisy flowers.

Haiku Bones

Hare's Life

dazedly screaming.
snowing fear rings, palpitates.
fur in the bracken.

Haiku Bones posting.

HAIKU: hatching out

she appears in rust,
arranged in a chain of night.
both were certain bets!

haikubones

escape

screaming stop the car:
reduce my face's aspect.
skyscraper pauses.

HAIKU: debauchery

laughter vitiates;
as oil traces a glass pond --
steps between the fear

OSI prompt indurated

How easily callous laughter can harden us to the plight of others.

haiku - trip

seared high pole star leans
black located in zero
half ripple, half not

Haiku Bones

Haiku: gokku

Look around, love you!
I walk I will be your child.
I have seen tonight.

Haiku Bones

HAIKU: Clicked

Music's a Language `

They say; so it's true — or is `

Music a Lagrange ? `



OSI: indurated


Cliché indurates our thinking —
nonsense starts us blinking.

haiku: Indurated

Great Awakening /
Planted Abolition deep /
Roots of fire and pain /

5-7-5 haiku for One Single Impression prompt 98

HAIKU: Mates

Tremblesome marriage ~
Tarnished, unmatched silverplate ~
Crisis' happy bond ~

OSI indurated

At first I thought this haiku would be for Haiku Bones, but the essence is how bonds are firmly established.

Auspicious

below the navel `
one petal flickers whitely `
and then flies away!

Haiku Bones trembling

Conjugation of the verb pray: I worship the Lord; you idolize graven images

HAIKU: alar lea

breezy atmosphere
zephyr-strained flowers ripple
without pulling air

One Single Impression

Petals sure do look like wings sometimes. Tried to fit this in a 3-line 17 syllable haiku poem. May have lost some of the imagery through tersity :(

Static Electricity

bicycle squeaking
trolley's ozone bucks me up
uphill's easy now

haiku bones: electrifying

Certain industrial smells, like electric power, or even a whiff of natural gas are very bracing somehow...

The Trench

Invisible man.
Such sexy hieroglyphics.
Island excretes, steams.

Not truly a Haiku Bones meme.

shuttered

scintillating mist
through juddering eyelashes
orchids in gravel

chastised

rain blowing sideways:
I discovered my flowers
inside my clothing

The Downs

meek, defiant stoat,
sorcerer scampering proud.
moonlit giggling sheep.

Haiku Bones posting.

Vortex

crisp and clear blue sky `
bright crayons loiter to hunt `
swirling goldfish rise `

OSI wings

In Clover

white beehive slumbers `
careening farm boys wrestling `
flashes of venom `

Haiku Bones weekly prompt: electrifying

I have this Winslow Homer sort of image of barefoot Victorian farm kids with rope belts and cut-down hats rough-housing.

Poseur

Afro samuari.
Black rhinoceros tango.
Headphone disc-jockey.

Not truly a Haiku Bones meme.

The Hunt

humbly ringing quail.
softly, drops intensify.
rising unshackled.

Haiku Bones regret.