Wednesday, September 1, 2010

dead weight

it was cold and growing numb
my right foot lay there throbbing
irritable state


a stroke of

when i stay awake late nights
the colors that bulge within
become life paintings


Saturday, May 15, 2010

Burnt Skies

I saw what was seen through clouds
Cascading across distant
Trails in the burnt sky


Reno Haiku (overstand)

Let me raise the son higher
So that he may stand taller
Than lies of man


Friday, April 16, 2010

My own psychic agony 
So pervasively present
When writing Haiku.


Thursday, April 15, 2010

That true black gold rolls past
My welcoming labials,
And sparks my dull mind. 


Friday, April 2, 2010

words suspended on her tongue,
once released segues to doom:
"I love Hemingway!"


Thursday, April 1, 2010

Weight hangs heavy on shoulders
It's not well distributed
May I carry some?