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COME SLIDE INTO ME a haiku


day 7.. napowrimo..

woman on butterfly

Come slide into me

Ease your presence all over me

Quicken heart’s hunger

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Quicken heart’s hunger

In want of naked longing

Lips tracing moist curves

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Lips tracing moist curves

Hidden places open wide

Be my greatest dive

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Be my greatest dive

Long gone are the shallows keep

Come slide into me

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THE SKY HAS BEEN CRYING FOR DAYS


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I 94 Outside of Chelsea, mi

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I 94 MICHIGAN

In my little part of the MidWest, it’s been raining and raining, and then raining some more.

There is so much goodness in the rain;  the way the thunder rolls right through you, energizing.

The way those clouds gather and grey in the vast turbulence, bursting with storm.

Rain is a desired want for so many places on the Earth.  It comes to some and not to others.

Like too much humidity in the summer that I really am not fond of, I hesitate to critique the rain’s giving.

And… I’m ready for the clouds to open to blue and the sun’s more tender touch to the earth.

I want a whisper of cool breeze all over me.

So… these are my poems for these rainy days…

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The sky has been crying for days

Laid it’s flood all over the land

Surely those crocodile tears come

from a galactic belly laugh at us

fools held to gravities pull of the

Earth’s collaboration with the Heavens

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A Pantoum…

The sky has been crying for days

Giving giant heaving belly laughs

Profound thunderous sobs of grief

Earth collaborates with the Heavens

Giant heaving belly laughs

When the world isn’t being comical

Earth collaborates with the Heavens

Seeking joy and goodness in the wherever

When the world isn’t being comical

When desperation, hunger, and war win

Seeking joy and goodness in the wherever

There is enough of everything for everyone

When desperation, hunger and war win

Profound, thunderous sobs of grief

There IS enough of everything for everyone

The sky has been crying for days

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HAIKU

The sky cries for days

Poems gather in the tearing

Flooding shares herself

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writing for 45 minutes, 4 Feb 2015 A GIANT RAMBLe AbOuT aging.


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This is a bleary picture of me at my 67th birthday.  Bleary is good.  LOL.

Ok… here it goes.  this is what happens in 45 minutes when I sit to write.  little if no editing.

8:37

There is an age you reach where the thought of how many years you have left to live is something you decided you’re not going to consider.  There isn’t half as much left anymore.  Maybe not even a third as much.

Middle age has passed, even the “new middle age” has passed.  ( Who determined that anyway?) and the hope for a new middle age, if we live to 150, is unlikely.

How many years have ya left  if you’re over 60 and counting?  That’s right people over 60, not so many.  AND, it’s a good idea to get good with that, and not calculate to often out into the not-so-far decade away or so, cause that can roll you over on your back like bad dog and make you feel all kinds of vulnerable.

And, how about how time is going REALLY fast.  Wasn’t it just Christmas last week?  Is it only 6 weeks till Spring? Thank God for that.  It will be Spring tomorrow and you’ll wonder, “Didn’t winter fly by?”

I’m a Hairdresser/Artist. I look in a mirror all day long at you and me, watching myself and you age.  And… I’m going to work till my hands can’t move and I’m cutting myself more than your hair.  I know that sounds scary and grim.  And we both know that’s not gonna happen like that, right?

And, how can I imagine retirement?  I am not one that has embraced the journey of retirement in those traditional ways: saving, gathering, etc. etc.  I live to the full extent of my existence in the moment; saving little and celebrating  life moments as they present themselves.  Really, it’s all a gamble, and I have been called to the gamble of BE HERE NOW. (Thanks Ram Das)

When I get off the train of ‘Now’, a little bit of terror creeps in.  I hate terror.  Who likes it?  NO One.  That terror involves questions and sentences like this running through my head…

“What are you thinking? You have no retirement, no real extra cash, no children to buffer you, (I never wanted children, so that one isn’t really relevant).   You live by the seat of your pants and you’re getting old.  Your knees hurt, you got stuff that you can’t identify that comes and goes.  WHAT the fuck are you thinking you old geezer girl?  You’re gonna have to just drop dead one of these days and hope it doesn’t hurt too much and there is no lingering.  And that no one will have to coddle and fawn all over your dying pathetic body for too damn long.”

I let myself have these’s projections.  They happen more than I like to have them happen.  Then I look around as all that I have that I am grateful for, and let those pleasures and joys fill me up and push away the fear.  Future stuff has yet to happen and why linger there?  I have no idea.  Do YOU?  What good is it to fall prey to what we thing is going to happen as opposed to what is happening right now?  How can we make that good? WE have the power to change our attitude right now.

None of us get outta here alive in the physical sense of things for sure.  My spiritual path says I am an Infinite Being and Love is all there is. (Me and the Beatles are tight)   With that said, I’m having some trouble with this aging thing.  I do not wish to linger in the negative zones of that ‘thing’ as it creeps in to smother my good humor and well being.

Don’t think for one minute I am above having a good ol’ face lift.  It’s a respectable thing to do.  And we have the science and the Way to get looking younger, like how we feel inside.  I feel 30.  I do!  How about you?  And that face in my mirror is not a face of a 30 year old. NO it isn’t.  Graceful.  Nice one.  Gracefully aging.  I’m trying.  I am, I mean it.  And if I had the money to spare, I’d get a little nip n’ tuck.  I hope you still honor and respect me for these wants of mine.

My 45 minutes is almost up.  Thanks for listening.  You are kind.  Now you know a little more about me and how getting old sucks on some levels and is wondrous on others.

Here are the wonders.

I know a lot of shit.  And I have lots of wisdom

I’m still highly creative

I believe in magic.  I always have

I love my friends and family

I know I am loved deeply.

I am still learning things everyday

I love life

I think the Seasons are glorious even when I complain of too cold or too hot

The Earth is magical

I am a Mystery unfolding

I love feeling 30 inside this 67 year old body.

There is fabulousness in living in the moment.

I close with giving you a Haiku

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Bringing in my Breath

Wonder and magic fills me

Dancing on the edge

9:22am

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Life’s Weather … Haiku


Wisconsin sky

Winter’s best gave birth

Bound to white and freeze a wail

Sun makes for glitter

 

Sun makes for glitter

Youth storms and calms joyously

Many paths Spring green

 

Many paths Spring Green

Life lust wanders earth’s mystery

Be Here Now Be here

 

Be Here Now Be here

A landscape lush and fertile

Outer seeks inner

 

Outer seeks inner

Green gives of her abundance

Magic gives to blooms

 

Magic gives to blooms

Starry nights take the Sunlight

Autumn carpet ride

 

Autumn carpet ride

Green embraces her spicy

Breath takes in the shift

 

Breath takes in the shift

Edges of Winter slow to rest

Silence whispers yes

 

Silence

whispers

yes

 

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BELTANE.. in haiku


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BELTANE HAIKU

 

Chant the seeding wish

Rainbow ribbons weave the pole

Spring green opens wide

 

Thin between the worlds

Dance sacred earth and heaven

Cast the blessing song

 

Weave the wish to truth

Let go of lost beginnings

Feel the dew refresh

 

Renew in Springs call

In meadow green dance the dance

Let love find you now

 

 

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Haiku Thursday… day 17


17th day napowrimo

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Haiku Thursday…

 

Each leaf celebrates

Root, trunk, bark, branch, twig, leaf, Sun

All Drink in the sky

 

All Drink in the sky

Heaven is what we reach for

Even not knowing

 

Even not knowing

A calls sings to awaken

Let your heart open

 

 

 

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Haiku Monday… day 14 LUNAR Eclipse.


Moon eclipse blood red

Between Earth and night fullness

Feel your tides rising

 

Ominous becomes full

Earth swipes across moon shining

What is open bleeds

 

What gives you fullness?

That eclipses across your night

Awakening your day

 

 

 

 

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