tuesday? saturday?
christmas? since I’m not working
all days are the same
Photography Β© 2015 J Kirk Richards
Month: June 2015
238
monks with curling tails
sit quiet and offer alms
in their zen garden
237
at the tea garden
cursing squirrels try unwrapping
rice paper wrapped sweets
236 / Dominos
kick a hornets’ nest
which topples the next, and next
and next and next and…
235
a grackle grabs food
from another’s beak, runs off,
gainful employment
Photography 2015 Β© J Kirk Richards
Cats 232, 233, 234
232
cat at scratching post
boxer on a punching bag
the ferocity
233
a friend’s labrador
sniffs me for cat messages
“how’ya doin’, big boy?”
234
supermarket clerk
rolls his eyes when told chicken
breast cuts are for cats
231
too old for flirting
dig up the old wedding ring
no more summer games
230
each morning in rags,
broomstick for a cane, she walks
around her estate
229 / for George and Condie
crude boys and a girl
kicked over a hornets’ nest
the insurgent swarms
(Note: rewritten)
228
relatives Skype in
wife guiding the surprise tour
I hide in a shed
227
what desolate lands
under fire flower skies
do our children serve?
226
brave flags of iris
all along the battlements
ninja deer appear
225
snap-snap of cat ears
sound of a double wing-beat
wakes the others
3 haiku on same theme
222
The Colorado
disappearing in the drought
grandbaby crawls now
223
birds and frogs confer
flowers droop their withered heads
wonder where’s the rain
224
sun’s not killing us
it’s the torn, frayed umbrella
that we never patched
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221
shady rooms are now
comfortable– no complaints
only intense sighs
