Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

dreams of reason
invisible visible
brain pain

nails and puppy dog tales
look ma no religion
no hands no brain no pain

ironman boyfriend
everyday a hero
i sing in the wind

my apologies but a snowstorm came in the night and buried all my haiku 3 feet deep can't find any of them & double ratgats! - i'm missing a battery and my dog thinks i'm just mean - so be it - certainly ain't waiting around for General Custer to rescue me - Sioux, Cheyenne, & Arapahoe warriors certainly put the kabash on his presidental ambitions - I've tracked in snow to top it all off - i fantasize 'bout moving to northern Arizona all the time - 'course I fantasize 'bout everything all the time - I fantasize 'bout walkin' up to Henry Miller on the streets of Paris sometime in the '20's or '30's and punching the shit right the hell out of him - leave him dazed and surprised right there in the damn street - i wonder what Jesus would say 'bout that little thought ? - Miller just pisses me off & i'm on my third reading of Tropic of Capricorn - i just don't understand ... anyways ... apologies - maybe i find those 'ku in the spring ... my hero's have always been Mongolians ...

under mulch
ku morph into blossoms
mmmmm

a bunch of days
flowers in vase
my week's reflection

tracks in snow
record of movement
traces of spirit
someone was here

from here to there
muddy shoes or jet-lagged brain
shall i stay or fly?

home again
her smooth brow
a steady hand

ice on everything
ice ice ice
trees bowed down with it

more light
shorter nights
longer days

winter starts
random thoughts
a ku a day keeps jack nimble

haiku light
slants across keyboard
moving fingers

polished externals
inner jelly
let's face the day

view from below
thousands in glass ferris wheel
no sense of rhythm

It's a privilege to wish someone a Merry Christmas - it's a greater privilege to have friends & strangers to wish a Merry Christmas to -

MERRY CHRISTMAS JUDIH

big bash
Bethlehem rocks
remember peace

midnight mass
at five a.m.
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