Oy I feel so bad
I asked how his mother was
forgetting she died
Friday, January 30, 2015
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Pre Storm, Pre Sleep
Good night and G-d bless
the snow, the slush, all the mess
those who plow through it
Sunday, January 25, 2015
Play Haiku (Haiku 533 - 537)
When I was a child
I liked to play the game "Peace"
but my friends liked "war"
Hey won't you play a
somebody done somebody
wrong song, Neil once sang
"You play ball with me
then I'll play ball with you too,"
a teacher once said
Some recreation,
without a concrete purpose...
Don't you want to play?
Don't play the game best
play it like no-one else plays
that's the way you win
I liked to play the game "Peace"
but my friends liked "war"
Hey won't you play a
somebody done somebody
wrong song, Neil once sang
"You play ball with me
then I'll play ball with you too,"
a teacher once said
Some recreation,
without a concrete purpose...
Don't you want to play?
Don't play the game best
play it like no-one else plays
that's the way you win
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
525-529
Going with the flow
is something we have to know
how to navigate
My turbulent soul
resists leaving my body
just for over night
He told me tonight
about our friend who's dying
but at peace with it
Here I am breathing
awake and not yet sleeping
Restless time keeping
Night ends and day starts
when we can distinguish the
face of our neighbor
is something we have to know
how to navigate
My turbulent soul
resists leaving my body
just for over night
He told me tonight
about our friend who's dying
but at peace with it
Here I am breathing
awake and not yet sleeping
Restless time keeping
Night ends and day starts
when we can distinguish the
face of our neighbor
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Show Haiku
Peter Frampton sang:
I wonder if I'm dreaming
You- show me the way
Did Frampton mean G-d
asking to be shown the way?
That's what I'm thinking
So much is for show
but what counts is what's for real
before the show ends
Sometimes I think that
I don't need to show you much
except that I care
AND A SHOW TANKA, HERE
I wonder if I'm dreaming
You- show me the way
Did Frampton mean G-d
asking to be shown the way?
That's what I'm thinking
So much is for show
but what counts is what's for real
before the show ends
Sometimes I think that
I don't need to show you much
except that I care
AND A SHOW TANKA, HERE
456- 519
She's no longer 12
It's 40 years for me too
and yet and yet and...
Or friendship or death
said the Sages of Honi
stuck in the wrong time
I so want this pen
to fall out of my hand and
me to fall asleep
Maybe change the game
from victim to something new
like human being
Take away one thing?
Okay, just please not the glue.
I said not the glue
Messiah complex
Something to be avoided
Or contained better
Know you are not G-d
Know you can't even come close
Then get close to him
The friendship is there
I've got that part down. And yet.
There's got to be more
She got special shoes
She was happy. Then she died.
So he exchanged them.
I ordered a Coke
and then dad freaked out at me.
What was I thinking?
She was in his drawer
then she was in his handbag
with us on the plane
The disappointments
go back to things I was told
that I should resent
"I'd water your plants,"
she said to me years ago
"-but I don't want to."
They live in a book
in fictionalized Brooklyn
I read them for real
He looks at it and
realizes all at once
that this is his life
I look at it and
realize all at once that this
right now is my life
"Your work honors breath"
I breathe in and read her words.
All I have is breath.
I must mention it
so that I can manage it:
My family hurts.
Just one more haiku
I've never had a coffee-
unlike Bob Dylan
My heart is beating
between my ear and my bed
hard on my pillow
I want to write truth
without worrying about
what the facts may be
I'm not Harvard smart
and I'm not new Yorker smart
I am simple-smart
I know what I know
Paul Simon wrote in a song
and I know the song
G-d please protect me
with a light that surrounds me
the light of my soul
It's 40 years for me too
and yet and yet and...
Or friendship or death
said the Sages of Honi
stuck in the wrong time
I so want this pen
to fall out of my hand and
me to fall asleep
Maybe change the game
from victim to something new
like human being
Take away one thing?
Okay, just please not the glue.
I said not the glue
Messiah complex
Something to be avoided
Or contained better
Know you are not G-d
Know you can't even come close
Then get close to him
The friendship is there
I've got that part down. And yet.
There's got to be more
She got special shoes
She was happy. Then she died.
So he exchanged them.
I ordered a Coke
and then dad freaked out at me.
What was I thinking?
She was in his drawer
then she was in his handbag
with us on the plane
The disappointments
go back to things I was told
that I should resent
"I'd water your plants,"
she said to me years ago
"-but I don't want to."
They live in a book
in fictionalized Brooklyn
I read them for real
He looks at it and
realizes all at once
that this is his life
I look at it and
realize all at once that this
right now is my life
"Your work honors breath"
I breathe in and read her words.
All I have is breath.
I must mention it
so that I can manage it:
My family hurts.
Just one more haiku
I've never had a coffee-
unlike Bob Dylan
My heart is beating
between my ear and my bed
hard on my pillow
I want to write truth
without worrying about
what the facts may be
I'm not Harvard smart
and I'm not new Yorker smart
I am simple-smart
I know what I know
Paul Simon wrote in a song
and I know the song
G-d please protect me
with a light that surrounds me
the light of my soul
Monday, January 12, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
452-454
Try Haiku! Inspired by Haiku Horizons
Yoda had it wrong
All you can do is to try
You can't always do
Try to understand
I am not a magic man
I just have a heart
Try to remember
A bad Off-Broadway show line
There is no trying
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Thursday, January 1, 2015
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