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Issue #153, Community Plaza, Boulder, February 6, 2010
Haiku: Patrick Lynn, Sanjay Rajan, David Harper, Jonathan Machen, Gene Langlois
mothers wait
outside the
sacred heart
of jesus the
sun comes
and goes
slow ramble..
by haiku poets
…some slower
electric turquoise
wad of gum
frozen to
the CPA's
Sidewalk
winter oak leaves
hang on and crackle
in the breeze
i took two teabags
when I needed only one
now..someone's left out!
melting snow
becomes a gutter song -
tin music
small talk..
over cilantro
..you dal, i taco!
aisle to aisle..
wondrous search
…bamboo shoots
hopscotch yellow
innocent chants
bounce off the brick
rickety fence
half-painted planks
want to fall down
hesitant to leave
this empty parking lot
memories of her
words, words and more words
their use is almost over
true love..needs no sound
urban poetry
while pigeons fly from garage
girl shoulders her bag
taking the secret
passageway i
lean against the bricks think
my thoughts
anxious..
at car window
…doggie eyes
high st. calm
close to the pearl st.
bustle
cilantro..
in it's smell
…water drops
in some office a
bored security guard
is watching me
write this poem
an unseen curb
takes her down
like a stone buddha
in a lotus pond
tea..
in it's warmth
..the subliminal
red-wheeled carriage
central station heroes
on the top rung
if you're so afraid
mr. blinky scarlet
beady eyes, why
did you fly
in a circle?
unsuccessful
at pulling her wheelchair out
she yells at him
cheeks..
glowing' in the sun
…her fat
speckled foothills
a background for the
church's steeple
the white..
back of receipts
…haiku space
steel scrubby plant
growing underneath tree
emulating moss
an old hippie bus
odd, rusty..but not worn out
we're still both useful
clothes dryer smells
and a couple wearing
their last 2 pairs of
clean jeans
makes me nostalgic
peaceful parking lot
surrounding him as he slops
hot grease into can
out by the dumpsters
and thin winter sunshine
scattered cigarette butts
same mountain..
yet again
…same stare
(the following three by Sara, who was down in the Caribbean):
bending down to peer
into what I am reading
bougainvillea vine
spotting old red car
cactus swirls bravely upward
camera promptly dies
cancel snorkeling
even leisure activities
feel like too much
Community Plaza, Boulder, February 6, 2010
Haiku: Patrick Lynn, Sanjay Rajan, David Harper, Jonathan Machen, Gene Langlois
mothers wait
outside the
sacred heart
of jesus the
sun comes
and goes
slow ramble..
by haiku poets
…some slower
electric turquoise
wad of gum
frozen to
the CPA's
Sidewalk
winter oak leaves
hang on and crackle
in the breeze
i took two teabags
when I needed only one
now..someone's left out!
melting snow
becomes a gutter song -
tin music
small talk..
over cilantro
..you dal, i taco!
aisle to aisle..
wondrous search
…bamboo shoots
hopscotch yellow
innocent chants
bounce off the brick
rickety fence
half-painted planks
want to fall down
hesitant to leave
this empty parking lot
memories of her
words, words and more words
their use is almost over
true love..needs no sound
urban poetry
while pigeons fly from garage
girl shoulders her bag
taking the secret
passageway i
lean against the bricks think
my thoughts
anxious..
at car window
…doggie eyes
high st. calm
close to the pearl st.
bustle
cilantro..
in it's smell
…water drops
in some office a
bored security guard
is watching me
write this poem
an unseen curb
takes her down
like a stone buddha
in a lotus pond
tea..
in it's warmth
..the subliminal
red-wheeled carriage
central station heroes
on the top rung
if you're so afraid
mr. blinky scarlet
beady eyes, why
did you fly
in a circle?
unsuccessful
at pulling her wheelchair out
she yells at him
cheeks..
glowing' in the sun
…her fat
speckled foothills
a background for the
church's steeple
the white..
back of receipts
…haiku space
steel scrubby plant
growing underneath tree
emulating moss
an old hippie bus
odd, rusty..but not worn out
we're still both useful
clothes dryer smells
and a couple wearing
their last 2 pairs of
clean jeans
makes me nostalgic
peaceful parking lot
surrounding him as he slops
hot grease into can
out by the dumpsters
and thin winter sunshine
scattered cigarette butts
same mountain..
yet again
…same stare
(the following three by Sara, who was down in the Caribbean):
bending down to peer
into what I am reading
bougainvillea vine
spotting old red car
cactus swirls bravely upward
camera promptly dies
cancel snorkeling
even leisure activities
feel like too much
Community Plaza, Boulder, February 6, 2010
Haiku: Patrick Lynn, Sanjay Rajan, David Harper, Jonathan Machen, Gene Langlois
solo/group kukai
drawing/writing/photography
jonathan machen
drawing/writing/photography
jonathan machen