334 - 340

I don't drive a car
or a van or truck or bus
and yet- I'm human

I dream of driving
I mean that literally
quite regularly

There's an urgency
someone has to drive a car
I do. In my dreams.

Thank you, but sorry
Baby, I can't drive your car
I don't get your key

Natures are unmasked
by behavior in carpool
By driving kindness

What drives a person
is more important than what
kind of car they drive

Operate, control
propel or carry along:
As they say, "Just drive."

331 - 333

I spend lots of time
pulling away from people
very much lately

Some need to attend
Simchas, beaches, and spas
Others say, "Oh my."

Drugs are everywhere
In our fridges in our beds
Mostly, in our heads

320-330: Party Haiku

I wonder if I'm
the party of the first part
or another one

Parties are something
that I just don't understand
not even partly

Let's not party like
it's any specific year
Let's not party at all

Introvert parties
are like ghosts and spirits
they exist- somehow

Both the party's star
and the hiding introvert:
should really go home

I don't unserstand
these political parties
Neither one is fun

Some just see parties
while others see tests and grades;
such is college life

My face turns beet red
I'm allergic to parties
and to their red wine

They say be myself
when I go to a party
Well I wouldn't go

Social gatherings
of invited guests, with food
for some this is fun

Political groups
on a national level
are un-fun parties

319

Beauty can be found

In a rusty ocean chain-

In any domain

318: Yishtabach

Mine, my father's G-d
Your name is praised forever
Our eternal king

317

I think in haiku
I've always been counting words
and now syllables