Category: Haikuish Objects

I wake and ponder
the adjustable darkness
caused only by time.

– a pseudo haiku

Imaginary
lines project, start to outline
vast conurbations

– a pseudo haiku

I keep haikuing
as if that were a real thing
but in fact not at all

– a pseudo haiku

the rain comes in waves
rolling across the rooftops
and tasting the earth

– a pseudo haiku

Hallucinating
and epistemically dim
ghosts gallivant by

– a pseudo haiku

Grayness interrupts
the days of chilly sunshine
with pacific mist

– a pseudo haiku

Clinging for dear life,
narcissistic barnacles
refuse nirvana.

– a pseudo haiku

A scrap of tree bark,
preternaturally orange,
lurked among bushes.

– a pseudo haiku

It lay on the desk,
such a well-made paper clip...
it could eat the world.

– a pseudo haiku

The pink dawn is chill,
wherein inheres the winter,
approaching like stars.

– a pseudo haiku

the rain keeps falling
tadarada datada
dadadadara

– a pseudo haiku intersecting an abstractionist tradition

One misses strange things...
on this Alaskan island
one never hears trains

– a pseudo haiku.

the striated days
scored with time and fallen leaves
present their endings

– a pseudo-haiku

Not yet dawn, it rains.
There's the river-like whooshing:
the sky's offering.

– a pseudo-haiku

I chant at the ground,
but magic doesn't happen -
the plants watch, wary.

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stones are embedded
in the earth but constantly
jump up and escape

– a pseudo-haiku

I make maps of dreams.
The dreams pile up like paper:
discarded fragments

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and the hole was filled
quite gradually with stones
and with dirt and clay

– a pseudo-haiku

a truck rumbled by
the sounds of metal scraping
the thunk-thunk of tires

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the earth and stones heaped
the sun drew tendrils of steam
they rolled and waited

– a pseudo-haiku

the bones bode winter
if they live up to cliche
but they don't - just bones

– a pseudo-haiku

with optimism
and bold copper traceries
the symbols spilled out

– a pseudo-haiku

With my inertia,
which is a superpower,
I can stop moving

– some a pseudo-haiku

while the trampling clouds
declare their allegiances
we can only wait

– a pseudo-haiku

outside the rain fell
inside I installed software
and time passed like stones

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there used to be goats
they'd go out onto the dock
and become confused

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I've been uninspired
so I compose these fragments
and toss them like stones.

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The cosmologist
confronted the awkward fact:
he was just self-taught.

– a pseudo-haiku

In a backwards way,
from motorways to mountains,
the country evolved.

– a pseudo-haiku

under the raining
between all the grayish skies
the earth rests, greening

– a pseudo-haiku

having friends visit
is like noticing a cloud
with striking colors

– a pseudo-haiku

Potential is shown
for artistic endeavor -
actual art, no

– a pseudo-haiku