jornales

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

My latest at Bones journal

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Bones journal of contemporary haiku #20 July 15, 2020
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absent spring
(one-line sequence in the time of the COVID-19)
where absent spring fans out even weeds breathe their last
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in the lilac’s loosened breast a somersault of soughing winds
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the swarm of maps random drizzle crafted a helpless tangle on blackberry thorns
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scratch marks in the mist a tremor of hands the only sound
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incense plumes that hurt the eyes spiraled sighs off sealed-in scorn
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between weeping trees and shifting storms tautened strings
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ocean roar but grief unclogging lungs of leaf litter with shards of sky
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still creeping up sand hills void of spring an unfinished palette bleeds the tides
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xxx
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single haiku
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ripped from rants
debates about Eden
disbanded
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blistered wall
the gutter drip
Morse-coded
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slime molds
does talk consume
the elements?
Profuse thanks to Johannes S.H. Berg, Editor

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