10 Haiku

This morning I saw

a spider dead in his web—

and swept him away

That dollop dropping

from a plump bird on a branch

is no snowflake, man!

Rushing to meet her—

a man asks for five dollars

and I give him ten

*

I giggle to see

a giggling face in the wall—

patch of plaster

Crowing the rough roof

if a decrepit old house—

tv antenna

A smell or a glimpse

and suddenly I’m somewhere

else : Bulgaria!

*

Gruff buses plowing

through lakes of rain in the street—

gushing steamy sound

Startled from typing—

the yard’s full of squalling birds!

Grey late spring morning

Chewing a sandwich

by the train tracks—homeless man

with red rosy cheeks

*

A green peak glowing

in cloud-veiled morning spring sun—

Mount Tamalpais

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Heat It Up

Heat it up just a little more

Break yourself free from another chore

Heat it up just a little more

Won’t you make peace with the boy next door?

We just broke the cable and are free to swing

Let's leave it there

I can see what you’ve been reaping

Gonna get your share

Gonna get your share

‘Cause fair is fair

Gonna get your share

What you got stashed there in your drawers

Itching to jump out?

A kind of cash that cures the poor

Without a doubt

Without a doubt

So let it out

So let it out

Heat it up just a little more

Break yourself free from another chore

Heat it up just a little more

Won’t you make peace with the boy next door?

The evening’s growing deeper and the wine is sweet

Set yourself on down

Once you see it, it’s no secret

Our time is now

Our time is now

Our time is now

Our time is now

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Flashes 33

She’s cute!

So…

what?

As

special

as anyone

Loneliness:

less lonely when not

taken personally

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The Joys Of Meditation, Part 10,000:

Went flying on a rocket

From a bite of chocolate

Impressed

without exception

by service dogs

I want my life

to be easier!

Greedy for ease!

*

Another glimpse

of a path

that’s wrong

It’s fine—

as long as I don’t

compare it to anything

Sympathy

for the

cigarette smoker

*

Hurrying

won’t

help you

A young salesman

named

Atlas                        

I could feel her

smile

through the phone

*

A whimper

escaped him

when they embraced

How intoxicated I was

by the idea

of intoxication!

It’s your mind

that allows you

this peace

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Wait My Turn

Stars are glowing

The moon is bright

But behind them

Blackest night

Hands are empty

My eyes they burn

I will stand here

Wait my turn

There’s a whisper

On the wind

Something in me’s

Focusing

Heart grows open

My mind goes blank

I’m not lonesome

Got you to thank

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