Through a Window Pane

moving twigs ripple
like a summer road's heat waves;
fading pink clouds set

sharing with Haiku My Heart

In My Yard

deer looks up, startled
stands on tip-toes, then settles -
bang go the pot lids

linking to Haiku My Heart

sphere

deep blue garden orb
seems to reflect night in day
how quiet it is

written for Haiku My Heart

pathway

pathway through the dunes
cutting beach grass guards the edge
red plastic shovel

linking to Haiku My Heart

takeout

dumpling steam rises
old exhaust fan roars and pulls
clean, white cardboard waits

Linking to Haiku My Heart Friday

spectacles

Summer Triangle
tacked to the blue-black heavens
which star's pointed up?

Linking to One Single Impression

raven

hummocky green moss
dark wall of scaly fir trunks
lichen on dead twig

Linking to Haiku My Heart Friday

bark

wet london plane tree
splotches on top of splotches
sun's just coming out

linking to Haiku My Heart Friday

peat

mourning doves' gray calls
resound over centuries -
hollow pre-dawn mist

Linking to Haiku My Heart Friday

blink

What is it that's so charming about firefly light? It's the character of the flash, a piano-like softness of the approaching glow, followed by full brightness, a gradual diminution, all in a very short space of time.

fireflies’ soft blink
from dogwood, hemlock, rosebush
patience; there’s one now !

Linking to Haiku My Heart Friday

Photo credit hotblack morgueFile

meaning

There's a fountain I visit in another state, and I stand and watch the bubbly water globules falling like little worlds back into the water below. I think you can see this at nearly any fountain, but these liquid blobs are ponderous, the size of your two fists together. Anyway, for me it is a metaphor for meaning in life.

fountain's water globs
hang in the air like balloons
then dash into foam

morgueFile greyerbaby

Linking today to Haiku Heights

marsh

The local coffee shop overlooks a salt marsh. There is always something to watch through the wide windows.

egret gingerly
stepping from still to still spot
I sip my coffee

morgueFile matthew hull

Linking to Haiku My Heart

boredom

It’s hard to imagine a more body- and mind-numbing job than commercial fishing in any era. Dirty, joyless, and dangerous work.

Linking to Sensational Haiku Wednesday prompt 160 “boredom”

fishermen stumble
endlessly haul slimy nets -
listless fish ripple

US National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration 

friend

It's funny how a set of sounds gets to be so strongly associated with feelings of friendship; a jangle of keys, a particular cough, even the sound of a bike arriving at the front door...

Linking to One Single Impression #229: friend

wailing bicycle
mimics braying horsefly song
clatter, doorbell rings

morgueFile ladyheart

first

That first, fat drop of Summer rain always carries a little anxiety with it  -- did I leave the windows open? Will it be a thunderstorm, or a gentle sprinkling?

Linking to Haiku Heights #153: first

one droplet embarks
splatters scruffily in dust
rooftop waits idly


Photo credit: duboix from morguefile.com

onion

Linking to Haiku My Heart


a dirty onion
a flurry of golden sun
on the cabin porch

morgueFile xandert

saltine

Linking to Sensational Haiku Wednesday #159: "heat"

yellowed sidewalk groans
as sun bends its saltine scores ~
it never cracks there

morgueFile ladyheart

medusa

Linking to One Single Impression prompt 228: balloon


Photo credit: markmiller from morguefile.com


tendrils of hot fire
brainlessly troll the warm waters ~
mantle glows bluely

ungrateful

Trifextra Writing Challenge Week 23

There’s a West pole just above the Equator, just where Siberia’s north coast has slipped down alongside of Central America to make a vast bay. A bay where the aftermost archipelago is my diplomatic task. The gargantuan City of Akron must at least attempt to show the flag by visiting every last island, islet and inhabited skerry and present each root persona with an eviction token. Virtual airship after airship is setting out from every company workery to remind the customers that any and all fiefs must be folded up before the mussel-crusted world farms are flooded in three days. Most of the world is empty now, but the bay remains a buzzing hive of holdouts who don’t believe the company communications. It would be a shame to see thousands of man-hours of intricate craftsmanship, writing and cultures become an empty sea of glittering potshards when the reboot comes. Why won’t they listen, why do asymptotic walls turn us away at every fractalized angle? Mostly the trouble lies in the free-landers, the clot of hackers and coders who have never paid a monthly bill to the company, but who were already living in the corrupt sectors of the world before the company was granted its universal charter. There’s a quivery red spline curve flashing in and out of visual range in my view port. At a nod, the helmsman turns the ship into parity match with the artifact and I can read the choppy cursive banner clearly: “Thanks, we don’t mean to seem ungrateful, but we don’t need your help or charity. We’ll still be here after you are gone!” Really, how can one deal with unregenerates like this... but our terms of service insist that we must keep trying until the end.


Photo credit: duboix from morguefile.com

doggie

Haiku Heights #152 VITAL

Gears grind and crackle
Tin robot jerks and scurries
Living red sparks shoot



Photo credit: seemann from morguefile.com

fan

Linking back to Haiku My Heart

Interesting how the twirling fan blades stutter slowly in the video.



barn fan blows burred noise
bits of hay twine hold the cage
cobwebs shake slightly

natural

Sensational Haiku Wednesday theme #158: "natural"

Where in the world do those rocks in the road suddenly come from? It's as if they spring up from the asphalt naturally!


Photo credit: kevinrosseel from morguefile.com

that rock in the road
it wasn’t there yesterday
grew like a mushroom

quiet

Carry On Tuesday #162


Photo credit: charmaineswart from morguefile.com

you hear the silence
clouds humming over meadows
far-off dog sleeping

kite

One Single Impression prompt #227: Kite

As a young adult, I volunteered at an Audubon raptor rehabilitation center. I still have an abiding fondness for hawks, owls, kites, falcons, etc. despite their steely indifference to humans.

morgueFile mensatic

white clouds curve away
against long wings and blue skies
faint mews filter down

nearly so

Haiku Heights #151: True

In this week's Haiku Heights prompt, Leo the meme editor, inspired by poets Rita and Grace, is asking us to be more true to the haiku form. In this case the true form is said to be showing an image, rather than telling it. Now there must be a hundred and one opinions on how to write true haiku. It's a lot like gardening, where everyone has an opinion on the right way to nourish a flowering shrub. "Show, don't tell" is one of those cast-iron tropes of creative writing in general, not just for haiku. But I am a reasonable meme follower and so I'll see how my haiku comes out -- but though I'm the author, I disclaim responsibility for any unintended consequences which may follow...

morgueFile mensatic

gibbous moon runs true
straining towards full roundness
with a sallow glow

curiosity

Linking to Haiku My Heart Friday Summer Love

To me, summer really begins here in New England, when the bright orange Tiger Lilies bloom in the border between June and July. They always fill me with a hopeful, cheerful feeling.

morgueFile blondieb38

tiger lilies bend
in from their long banks to sniff
the busy roadside

And the Bellman Tingled His Bell

Trifecta Week Thirty-Three
A 33-word line from my non-upcoming, unplanned, un-drafted, unwritten novel And the Bellman Tingled His Bell

Padraig’s triple repetitions are a trifle nerve-wracking; until you realize that each makes the point more real for him -- each a mewling ghost born of his inattentive, rarely sober father’s unstudied indifference.

hearth

Sensational Haiku Wednesday prompt: confidence
-- using "confidence" here as in a private message

morgueFile pryan phoenix

whispered murmurings
and muffled collapses hint
at years of summer

no smoking

Incandescent ember of a frog has cool blue legs to keep from setting the rain forest on fire.


Linking to Succinctly Yours, Week #66 micro-fiction.

Using Design215 Character Counter

tuned

thick log of pink quartz
long and round as your bicep
rests on velvet moss

flickr Howard Dickins

Linking to One Single Impression #226: crystal

lantern

Cast-iron lantern

Paints the rock with rusty stains --
Grey wasp nest inside

Linking to Haiku My Heart

festival

Mikoshi wavers
Light, music, sounds of voices
Heavy on my back

Linking to Haiku Heights #150: support

Mistress Masham’s Repose

“Nei-g-h” whinnied Maria to the Professor as they waited in the Dungeon of Malplaquet for the Lilliputian Schoolmaster to reach the Master of the Hounds and tell him of the Vicar’s wicked plans.


linking to Trifextra Weekend challenge week 22: retell your favorite book in 33 words

potential

mineral water's
boundless energy capped:
lips purse as cork pops



Photo credit: Alvimann from morguefile.com

meditation

filter the water,
slowly boil, pour, watch tea steep,
infusing calmness

morgueFile.com - mconnors

Linking back to OSI meme: "waiting"

incomplete

coffee mug's unchipped
nothing identifies it
is it really mine?

ccbysa Alan Cleaver on flickr
link to poetry meme One Single Impression prompt "wanting"

fickle

Smell of suntan cream
Wind blocked by a towel and chair
Surf plays hard to get


Photo credit: juanarreo from morguefile.com

Prompt from the One Single Impression meme

gratitude

wind in the bamboo
thousand hillside temple steps --
splintered walking stick


Photo credit: seemann from morguefile.com

Linking to One Single Impression

chroma

keys of black and white
sit in offset parallel --
just touch for color


Photo credit: duboix from morguefile.com

linking to One Single Impression

crimson

bowl of red peppers
sits on my worn counter top
lighting my morning


Photo credit: hotblack from morguefile.com

Linking to One Single Impression

push here

depress tent on top
blunting origami folds
and pop! there's a crane


Photo credit: andalusia from morguefile.com
linking to One Single Impression

conversation

some rounded pebbles
chatter in the surf's currents --
dull clicks reach my ears



Photo credit: sioda from morguefile.com

Linking to Sensational Haiku

verdant

brook was bare last week --
now every stone's festooned
with long green tresses


Photo credit: beglib from morguefile.com

Linking to One Single Impression

neighbors

two small dogwoods stand
by Mondrian flagstone grid --
waiting for Summer


Photo credit: phaewilk from morguefile.com
Linking to Haiku My Heart

irked

rock garden moss marred
by a stray casual leaf
luxuriating

Photo bee wolf ray on flickr

Linking to Sensational Haiku Wednesday

aftermath

week after Easter
one yellow egg's all that's left --
hope it peels smoothly


Photo credit: kayrie from morguefile.com

Linking to One Single Impression, prompt "shells"

sham

yew branches nodding -
tiresome tree, wish it were
something really zen



Linking to Haiku My Heart

confection

staler and staler
yellow marshmallow Peeps sit -
waiting for half-price

trance

outside my window
a robin stands in a trance -
inbox chimes unheard


Photo credit: katmystiry from morguefile.com

Linking to One Single Impression

desire

clay pot on green lawn
marks gnats' trysting-place above --
whirling transparence


Photo credit: taliesin from morguefile.com

Linking to Haiku Heights Saturday prompt "eager"

reverie

little farm, horse trough --
a floating mandarin duck
head nods lazily


Photo credit: matthew_hull from morguefile.com

Linking to Haiku My Heart Friday

Fiction

Pollen-coated glass --
One fat raindrop zigzags down
A certain pathway.


Photo credit: wintersixfour from morguefile.com



Linking to Sensational Haiku Wednesday prompt "fiction"