six haiku • august first

These poems have no meaning in particular, but if it’s meaning you want, I’m sure you can find one somewhere. Half were inspired by things I saw, half by things I imagined. Two are extended in the form 5-7-5-7-7. Bon appétit.


1

cloud river above

snaking through the canopy

where does it lead to

2

dark rapids up high

black veil hides blue skin away

so meek and modest

3

a gravestone alone

grasslands stretching forever

in each direction

what great man is buried here

happy in obscurity

4

a time of fortune

fame all around like candy

this will also pass

5

peel away the glue

swear off notoriety

let surreal be real

rejection of loyalties

to dead lords brings happiness

6

ultimate stillness

I disturb the empty sea

its watery womb

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