impulsive nature
it beats to creation’s rings
first invocations
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photo by Nijwam Swargiary on Unsplash
the green is greener
summer lush is on the way
so much trying growth
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photo by Hans on Unsplash
“Green Delight”
nebulae give birth
we have stars like tree buds’ spring
there are so many
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photo by NASA Hubble Space Telescope on Unsplash
big noises out front
BANGS the street where something leaves
something new come in
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photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash
(BANGS goes with street; I have the former word in all-caps so that reading might beg the particular connection—and it could be fun to say the word aloud and LOUD or to think only inside)
we hear the wind name
when it’s bright enough to shriek
in a judging sky
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photo by Khamkéo on Unsplash
a journey through haiku
[with annotations that are not unwinsome-less]
temperature speaks
you’ve had your cool days a while
time for something else
[told hot days are coming, are here]
something else there was
object before subject parsed
important thing gone
[thought of it last night]
and there was a launch
another to the station
they breathe and eat now
[ISS supply mission flight]
think we’ll find green cheese
and evidence of settlers
who no doubt were Swiss
[sorry to the French as well as the Stilton-bearers; take it up with Diana stories, I suppose; but it is the Swiss who make the cheese, not green, nonetheless with craters]
a glass of white wine
sometime after 5 or so
my flat heart would skip
[if you like red then write red or say it when you read it; part of you will do that, anyway]
I love you and more
scenes after each other then
hope for a real act
[discussion in a scene in a movie]
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photo by Huỳnh Chương on Unsplash
we are grateful for
what we have and what we use
true the First People
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photo by Kevin Crosby on Unsplash
Bear Lodge, mistranslated as Devil’s Tower
haiku for relentless spring
the war goes on and
spring arrives the north of Earth
over all that’s gone
there’s green without doubt
spring has subsumed winter time
spring world for a while
USA times change
seasons over politics
is only green hope
pink and white the gift
Japan gave us cherry trees
Tidal Basin spring
climate change is heat
eighty degrees moderate
missing cool spring
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[well, I wrote some haiku for spring; I should have selected one poem to post, but the theme of now it’s relentless spring rather got to me; as such, altogether there’s a good deal of repetition; yet I hope you find these appreciable and hopefully enjoyable]
[giving USA three syllables by the way we pronounce it]
[it probably doesn’t matter, but I mean the verb of “moderate”]
photo by Arno Smit on Unsplash
last of April so
I should say something to this
month of poetry
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for Poetry Month (that this has been)
photo by Clark Young on Unsplash [makes me think of Ebenezer Scrooge and maybe Bob Cratchit, while waiting for coal, penned and kept verses on the insides of his cuffs]
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