jornales

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

a simple test (a non-haikai play of verses)

 

what cranks the wheel

why we need to care

which way to hold an infant

how to wipe dry the tears

when to turn away an eye

 

whose hand to hold on a cliff

whatever happens in dreams

whichever flower to lay on a tomb

however a name sounds

whenever a manacle breaks

whosoever belongs to whom

where to bury endings

 

because wounds bleed

laughter crackles

smiles break walls

sobs thicken nights

giggles bring in the dawn

sighs stir cankered clouds

words breathe life to bones

wings shade a peregrine

ponds feed moonlight

 

I will brave the deep

vow on a mountain

promise with the galaxies

pledge on steel

believe moons stay

November 12, 2014 Posted by | free verse, poetry, reflection | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Meanwhile, I’m writing non-haikai* poetry–here’s my 14th

No. 14 (non-haikai) curlicues

 

who would imagine

a laced peace banquet of soldier ants

bowling over a strange lobster

 

as war winds whoosh in

tumbling half filled cups

 

meanwhile, hidden in bushes

a truce between magpies stalls

over recyclable ladles

 

beyond the gates

arthritic oak limbs crackle

 

as a diagnosis befalls

dusky walls about an orphan’s

spelling of melan chocolic

 

somewhere, a homecoming sergeant

with wounds missing skin eats a map

 

as devastation news

swarm on beaches where algae

turns toxic red dye

 

a moss hill rises on a hero’s nose

and on the street renamed Desire…erasures

 

in a battle manifesto

 

*nod to Johannes S.H. Berg, editor of bones, a journal for new haiku, who coined non-haikai rising as they do from a swarm of haiku. Tell me, what you think, will you please?

September 19, 2014 Posted by | haiku | , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

My 2012-13 published haiku…I hope you like them!

selected published haiku (international haiku journals)

her stiff lip

breaks into a smile

clown for hire

***

swinging

on hooped earrings

bag lady’s air

***

weaving in and out

of whole conversations

his Pinocchio nose

LYNX June 2013

 xxx

insomnia—

a restless dream

stalks the moon

moongarlic ezine 1:1, May 2013

xxx

moss bed

a moonbeam sits

on my lap

A Hundred Gourds May 2013

xxx

bilingual haiku

(Iluko)

panagawid–

nakabaklay kaniak ti napilay

nga Apo Init

(English)

homebound–

perched on my shoulder

a lame sun

(Iluko)

panaglunag ti niebe–

agririn dagiti billit

gapu ken Apo init

(English)

thaw–

sun sparks a row

among the wrens

(Iluko)

sabsabong ti sardam

agararudoken kas mabain

ti duduogan a bulan

(English)

dawn flowers—

creeping away as if shy

the old moon

(Iluko)

ranitrit dagiti kawayn

iti baet ti danarudor didaya–

arko ti kanta dagiti bulilising

(English)

bamboo creaks

between a roaring in the east–

an arc of bird song

kernels 1:1 April 2013

xxx

between us

a pie cut

of infinities

Notes from the Gean, April 2013

xxx

still pond—

not a hole in the sky

I swallowed

 

Notes from the Gean, March 2013

xxx

turtle pond

a girl shares unshelled

peanuts


One of seven in a four-week run of 28 as contributing poet at DailyHaiku’s Cycle 14

October to March, 2013

xxx

tomorrow still a house of knives

Bones 1:1 December 2012

xxx

overcast

an orange scarf flails

on the clothesline

Multiverses 1:1 June 2012

xxx

figuring out

wintry patterns

fretwork sky

Daily Haiku Selection Mainichi, Japan

Feb. 20, 2012

June 4, 2013 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

evening wall (for One Shoot Sunday)

photo prompt by James Rainsford

the evening wall
leaks morning in silence
a tremor
in the breeze alters the vines
leaves dance disgraced
for river stones
but my cave resists
the shame

i dig into my bones
for secrets
complicities the dark sharpens
the stench of fear
light alludes to ageing roses
in truth
rotting roots falsehoods
smoother

in the night
i listen to winds lash
at recalcitrant stars
then limping in the heights fall
a thin flight through the bars
a moth
hissing on its wings

my cage
burdens reckoning
crude mornings lie to me
disguised as Venus rising
i cannot tell
in my fallow depths
who awaits for me to relent
cawing

(c) Copyright by Alegria Imperial 2011

Posted for One Shoot Sunday with picture prompt by James Rainsford for One Stop Poetry, winner of the 2011 Shorty Award for the Arts, the one place to gather for poets and artists to share their love for their art. Check us out. Click on my blogroll for OSP.

April 17, 2011 Posted by | free verse, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 12 Comments

sunless spring day haiku

1.
gray spring dawn–
the shiver of daffodils
in my bones

2.
this cold–
Sakura cherry blossoms
on my window

3.
this sunless spring day
chickadees chatter on–
my indecisions

March 21, 2011 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments