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Issue #103 Walker Ranch and Eldora Ski area, December 4, 2004. Haiku at Walker Ranch. Featuring haiku by Jonathan, Patrick Lynn, Sanjay Rajan, and Sara Benson.
while i'm thoughtlessly staring at my
knee a fly lands there
his ass is iridescent blue
scarred by fire
streaked by snow
december hillside
brown blooms
reveal the fullness
of next season's growth
walking through the burn
everything is brown
except for patrick's orange coat
little by little
fresh air and bright granite
seep into my soul
wispy winter grass
more sensitive to the slight breeze
than my skin
can't hold
i find a snowless spot
for my yellow pee
not many sounds
a crow caws
a plane in the distance
somewhere, a heart pumping
jazz stays with me
while his owner romps far afield
eldorado cliffs below
bright yellow lichen
against warming winter peaks
the bustle of commerce
through the crack in eldorado canyon
past the climbers,
the noise of the train,
distant airplanes from DIA
place of beauty
little marred
by mobile piss pots
black skeleton
on white hillside
golden retriever
small things i notice
like padlock hanging on wire
just drive me crazy
stumbling over a rock
and asking me what i said
in the same moment
holding back
not willin' to
spoil this snow
pine duff on old snow
in random pattern like hair
on barbershop floor
strangely enough
burnt pines more beautiful
among green
snow-packed trail
a white snake warming itself
in the hot winter sun
red rocks
no hidin' place
for haiku poets
leaving behind
melancholic attributes
and trappings of fear
fresh snow
no longer fresh
with his pawprints
for breakfast
i fed him four syringes of water
and a taste of egg
stark beauty
reveals itself
just have to look
snow prints reveals
last seasons
lost pine cone
jazz drools on my leg
staring with him at the cliffs
i start drooling too
stoic stones
so full of
human faces
hiking alone
from one sun-warmed granite boulder
to the next
kathakali poses
among red rocks reveal
haiku poet gone mad
a curiously-shaped hole in the snow
yellow around the edges
from my pee
bright green air-o-pure
the perfect back drop for a
haiku family photo
soft whistle
in winter sun
telephone lines
dripping string of spit
beautifully illuminated
crisp winter day
all my attachments
laid bare on drive to haiku
preconceptions dashed
la belle and psychopath
drop down steep chute
plains stretch below
dangling snowboards
from one leg as they sit
talking on chair lift
early season snow
meets intensity of blue
lose-my-breath stillness
red jackets all
ski patrol in snow huddle
i head for the trees
snow covers branches
deceptive feather frosting
better use rock skis
all the way up
alan watts talking
about no boundaries
nervous father to be
thinks about other fathers
who are still skiing
blue sky warming
over november snow base
shadows soften
snow machine leaving
frosty signature
on drooping pine
timid snowboarder
walks the broad, expansive slope
carrying her board
piggy backing
on autos, chairlifts and skis
to taste winter
snowboarders - knees in check
telemarkers - knees to snow
every style welcome
pausing long enough
on our winter evening walk
to watch travolta
solo/group kukai
drawing/writing/photography
jonathan machen