Wife counts our few coins
I count syllables of verse,
How many winters left?
Month: February 2015
Fire Plug Kindahaiku
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Child Care Haiku
Tell the crows shut up
My grandbabies are sleeping
Their mother is out.
Dark and Stormy Night Haiku
My late mother’s voice
Complaining from the parlour;
Her budgerigar.
BIRTHDAY HAIKU
The cold second month–
Robins sneak spring in early
For my wife’s birthday.
FEBRUARY HAIKU
Old tree’s branches bare
But for a long vacant nest
On verge of tumbling.
Manju Haiku
Lumps of bean pastry
Stretch and yawn and lie around
Dreaming of tuna.
Old Car Tanka
Struts and shocks are shot
On the old faithful Camry.
Wife wants a new car
With no dashboard cassette deck
For me to hear The Eagles.
NOTE: thank you all for the kind words about my haiku and tanka.
Jill, I do try and incorporate seasonal references and/or those of nature.
But a few times I do not. Just to be ornery. – Bruce
Feline Haiku
Oh, my lucky cats!
Chasing only moths and string,
Not job interviews.
Nichiren’s
That lily remains,
Embraced by muddied shallows;
All else washed away.
Showers Haiku
Raining so gentle
Not a leaf nor blossom breaks,
Squirrels hardly notice.
Tammy’s
Loving maples so,
She rakes the neighboring yards
After doing her own.
Sunday Morning Ride Haiku
The rains hide themselves
A rumbling herd of Harleys,
Black helmets flash by.
Back Up Dancers Tanka
Sexuality
Ground dark with a shot of sass
Percolating fast
In the creamy whip of fringed
Skirts– ah, my long gone era!
Valentine’s Haiku
Sound of woodpeckers
Carving and etching springtime
Into our morning.
