Category: Haikuish Objects

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in a square-shaped dream
palpable anxiety
sky became solid

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I guess there's a leak...
at this one spot in the roof...
I knew the roof leaked

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I traveled outside,
visited the black ravens
who chattered and danced.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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So then I tune in
Nature's profligate broadcasts
And sit and listen

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I picked four of them:
they were nice, green cucumbers;
I gave them away.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I saw high-speed boats
on a slow-motion ocean.
They sketched trails of white.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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the sunlight streams in
through the north window at dawn
unexpectedly

– a pseudo-haiku.

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The ravens squawking
and calling to each other:
pure cacophony.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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the days get shorter
the nights begin to lengthen
you can't tell at first

– a pseudo-haiku.

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tree, rock, slug, stream, dirt,
road, bug, poo, crab, trash, shoe, grass...
things a dog will smell.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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In last night's dream space,
back in Mexico City,
there was an earthquake.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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Indecisive clouds
and a general grayness
took over the sky.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I lay in the dark.
I failed to arrange my thoughts.
I thought about that.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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Oh! The rain has stopped.
Wait, no, it's raining again.
So back to normal.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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you do what you can
but it isn't really much
you just hang in there

– a pseudo-haiku.

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My sleep was disturbed.
Distressing dreams of hard tasks
on some computer.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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How can I avoid
becoming a narcissist
as I grow older?

Or worse, am I now,
already such a lost cause,
that it can't matter?

If I should ever
lose my curiosity,
please let me just quit.

– three pseudo-haiku as stanzas, enchained.

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The software just won't...
you try asking it nicely,
but it just sits there.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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What is that? A cloud?
That's a weird place for a cloud.
It hovers too low.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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The raven circled.
It went up around a tree,
then swooped down, across.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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the blog crashed, went down:
the endless stream of haiku
was snuffed out. briefly.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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la lluvia 와 [wa]
sueña con 많은 말들 [manheunmaldeul]
y 드르르 [deureureu] cae

– a pseudo-haiku. I am fluent (if rusty) in Spanish, and have at least a passing competence and familiarity with Korean. So my innermost monologue – the ongoing “narrator’s voice” in my head – is often a mishmash of languages, and switches around a bit randomly. I thought I’d try to capture that in this poem. This mix of Spanish and Korean would translate in English as: the rain comes / dreams of many words / and smoothly falls.

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For the trees, I saw
the forest grasping the world
and just being there.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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Well, there's some lettuce.
So the garden hasn't failed,
just disappointing.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I had this bad dream.
Arthur disassembling things...
I couldn't fix them.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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I carry matboard.
The store is moving: much work.
We move the huge safe.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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Slug and fog and stone.
Road, potholes, dog running west.
She found bear poop. Nice.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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The bugs flew around.
They focused on finding food.
I could fill that role.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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Light when I lie down.
The solstice's light persists.
Light when I get up.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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The sun departed.
But its trip took quite a while.
It lingered out west.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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It's a foggy dawn.
The mist grasps at the green sea.
The light is diffuse.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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Accumulating
the world's intransigencies,
I stoop, carry on.

– a pseudo-haiku.

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The raindrop queried
"Where can I go but downward?
Gravity summons."

– a pseudo-haiku.