jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

My offering for International Haiku Poetry Day 2015 today

    mornings

             in the language of camellias…

                                     moonrise too soon

 

my flight

prompted by a unicorn–

blue mountains

 

                                                                peel by peel

                                                          the moon in my palm

                                                                    a heart

 

 

serenade

with a sleight of his hand

a lilac sky

 

unveiled

a cascade of apple blossoms

in the widow’s breast

 

April 17, 2015 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

in the deep (a play on sounds and shapes)

 

no other way but

                          to skinny deep here…see

even in the deep

                  the wind

 

pass the jelly (((-oo> please

                                               whooshing )–oo>>>> water

                          even in the deep

                            the  \V/ wind

 

pass the jelly <<<<-oo> please  )–oo>>>> water pops

 

off the breath of a whale

                                                              my soul in the wind

 

                                          under the wind  

                                                     <shark eyelids>

 

as i, conger, riding the deep

April 17, 2015 Posted by | fragments, free verse, non-haikai, poetry | , , , , , , | 4 Comments