Haiku

soil’s breath

        within me

 

 

behind the eyelids of brightness

going up the path

the eternity smile

 

 

an orchard behind a fence

flowering jar of cherries

a sudden tear

 

 

you came on from above

pale-pink petals

night rain knocked off

 

 

rough drought-cracked soil

sediment on the pebbles

in time of harvest

 

 

i am not hungry

your letter has just arrived

vessels are filled

 

 

a spring sprout

clearly flirting in rain drops

who plays and sings?

 

 

zephyr in love

bitterness on my lips

blows away

 

 

early spring sunshine

bare rose twigs bear

scarlet beads

 

 

i want that part

of god

hidden in each of us

 

 

bitter winter fruit
offer
summer sunshine juice

 

 

from our vacuum

looking into the future

geometry comes alive

 

 

grey downtown concrete
morning sunshine
breaking through

 

 

warm autumn leaves

looking up from the pavement
heart’s sunshine

 

 

singing my very note

a tree in fairy blossom

magic at dawn

 

 

a cat on the wall

its piercing scrutiny

nothing escapes

 

 

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rainy morning

cleansing stubborn matter

sacred mechanics

 

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sunny morning

feeding weary matter

sacred mechanics

 

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green green grass of home

nourished cleansed matter

sacred mechanics

 

 

 

a moment goes

gratefully comes the next

our endurance

 

 

a pause

you pose

everything falling into place

 

 

there is always

one garment more

to be taken off

 

 

sometimes

cannot utter an articulate word

like apes

 

 

life

eternal amendment

amenity and vanity free

 

 

thought

that poetry was a separate chapter

a nice music chamber

now it seems there is no way out

was I mistaken?

is poetry life

or life poetry?

 

 

when writing live

everything

stops being alive

 

 

this body wants

to lie down

this mind

doesn’t want to

this heart

has nothing to do with it

 

 

a drunk staggering

goes swearing from left to right

straight like me

 

 

bumping into not knowing

crushing into thickly lined walls

no windows no doors

 

 

entering my room

and there you are

staring at me mysteriously

but why don’t you

once and for all

come down

off that photograph

on the wall

 

 

nobody knows you

even you yourself don’t know

this gem

 

 

 

things

have been moved around

without a notice

journeys

changing places

your suitcase’s ready

awaiting

why hiding

there’s always a witness

you yourself