Haiku

Haiku

in the green, wet grass
silent blackbirds pick the ground
by blue hydrangeas


(10/26/2012)

Haiku

Haiku

brown plastic leaf bins
the life of the maple tree
makes work for the rake


(10/24/2012)

October haiku

Haiku


dreams of such meaning
gone. a terrible feeling
to have to wake up


the first rain of fall
blank white sky above the trees
wets the bird droppings


(10/12/2012)

Halku: Summer's Dust

Haiku


vacuuming heat vents
burn off all the summer's dust
smells of early fall


(10/9/2012)

Morning haiku

Morning haiku


dreams of coming day
foggy October morning
stretch, stretch, wake slowly


(10/9/2012)

More autumn haiku

Autumn Haiku


step over brown leaves
pull on the extra blanket
I can feel them fall


leaves have been changing
slipping into longer sleeves
now I feel the change


(10/2/12–10/4/12)

Trying to capture that "haiku moment," an instant impression of the here and now of experience and embodied perspective, is not as easy as 17 syllables. These are two haiku I wrote recently trying to express the same idea with, I feel, varying success.