Art Inspired Haiku — February

This month’s work of art is a real throw back — to the times of the cave dwellers.
Hyeana mother
Guards her young pup from harm’s way
Don’t cross this Momma!
Originally posted on 52 Haiku

This month’s work of art is a real throw back — to the times of the cave dwellers.
Hyeana mother
Guards her young pup from harm’s way
Don’t cross this Momma!
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Here’s my haiku for the week: The challenge is here Are you up to it, my friend? I believe you are Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Are you ready for Fifty-two Haiku’s Challenge? One haiku a week! The contest starts next Wednesday, Jan. 2, 2008. Originally posted on 52 Haiku
This was written May 18, 1984. I stand alone, as I always will. Friends come and go, but all the while I stand alone. Just a molecule of air, am I, tossed about by the wind. I see, and know, and love others but they go and I see, know and love more. Always there…
Here’s a limerick I wrote during the 1984/1985 school year that was inspired by a pen. The pen is a remarkable thing, you know. It writes with such an easy flow. The colours it comes in are endless. The things you can do, tremendous. There are even pens that glow, ya’ know.
This poem is an exercise in creating scenes with strong sensory information. Breathe. Fill your nostrils with the smokey scent of your neighbor’s barbecue. Breathe. Listen to the rustle of pine needles brushing against each-other in the breeze. Breathe. Soak in the starlight slowly spinning in the dark blue sky. Breathe. Fill yourself with the…
Written in 1983. Cobwebs hang from the drawers. The empty seat covered with dust sits abandoned by the desk. Death now sits here looking at thirty desks aligned in six rows. No more do children laugh in this place. No more does teacher teach the students. The Apple perfectly red sits untouched by dust or…