Violet Haiku 2

beyond the barn door
night rises to reach the sky
purple dims to blue

Violet haiku

purple mint runs through

colored hair gently brushed by

a girl named Violet

Indigo Haiku

dressed in royal gown
harvesting Baptisia
in a castle's field

Blue Haiku

his eyes and smile blue
darkened, tumultuous sea
below the dim sky

Yellow haiku

Sun overtakes sky
Golden whimpering dried grass
Falling mustard flecks

Green haiku

Grass through the cement
Wisps delicately escape
A most certain death

Orange Haiku

bouncing basketball
an air orange on the court
in the net it dunks

haves and have nots

in the morning
i do a dance
shake a little
put on my pants

drink some coffee
go off
on one of my
rants

one of the many
about the cans/the can'ts

the haves/have nots
the poor/the snots
those who have little
those who have

lots

i roll up my sleeves
and take in a breath
of the morning wind
fresh on my early skin

all i have
is all there is
and what there is
is beautiful

Red Haiku

skittles passed by lips
drenched in a cherry polished
smile of solace

closer still

film madness
it's free
so
much to see

call me

we'll watch movies
late into night
wrapped up in fright

and blankets

the sins we seek
will set us free

it's you ... it's me

we're bound to win
the film fades
reeling thin

it's you and me
rolling again
the spools are tools
to spin our spirits
round, round
closer still

the end

Quick disaster

the whip latches on
the wounded wanderer's mind
Time forever halts

sun

its outta sight
this morning light
sun so bright
i pray for night

a strong start
before we part
let's share a cup
and listen up

hear the prayer
of the winds
and the plea
of the clouds

the warble of the birds
and the squirrel's hymn

the dew of the grass
the bells of mass

the children's laughs
along their paths

this miracle of day
for that we say

thank you world
for this ray

of sun

promise

what i found
downtown
in your heart
was a start

where we went
it was grand
to a place
a faraway land

what i needed
tucked under
what became
the biggest blunder

suddenly found
torn asunder

what i found
below ground
a towering frown
a solemn town

a filled balloon
cheerfully alone
saline sadness
with a blank tone

the music played
the balloons swayed
strings frayed
up and away

tomorrow's promise
on its way

and i believed it
a thousand times
and would again
i would...

darkness

in the night
light looms bright
a glowing facade

those who applaud
the glitter, the gleam
those that are
scared -
as they seem

and the seam
separates
and the night
splits to two

the fright
isn't right
and i can't
find you

alone in the
tower
i count
by the hour
the stars
that pass by
the passersby
with only one hope
to find you there
among the moving
shadows cast
by the city's
streetlights
following loneliness

the air i breathe-
a vault entrapping
my heart
as I gasp
and I wait

all of the shadows
assume your shape
blur and bleed
into darkness

transformative sleep

dreaming and awake
what's at stake
what's inside
the night
you hide
you think and then
you're eyes are wide
with slumber

slowing down
it's a blunder

imagine
where you are
under a star
in a car
wearing stripes
at a bar

your pajamas
don't match
you're stuck
in a hatch
back

don't look back

arrive in your sleep
somewhere deep
awakened anew
aware and true

in the sky

where the stars are
the eyes are crossed
the soul is lost
among the vast
sea of sparkle

lost in wonder
lost and amazed
spinning, dazed
loved and tased
with a wand of
willful wishes

a wistful way
to spend the day
counting stars
finding Mars
crooked head
upon a shoulder

the treasured way
that he holds her

where it's at

Where it's at
big top hat
cool cat
baby phat

under that?
inside there?
where it's at
where?

it's so unfair
i'm not there
stuck in here
with a tear

dropping down
into a frown

where it's at
upside down
downtown
underground

where it's at
where it is
it's all here
bring the cheer!

The Minivan poem for Mingo

“Minivan poem for Mingo”

Once you have a plan

And your minivan

No one can stop you

No one can!

You are at the park

With one-hundred toys

Giggles are

The only noise

Once you’re with

Your favorite ones

You’ll have fun

Tons and tons

If you get in the Van

With Mingo and friends

You’ll be on the road

Until it ends

Whatever you do

Move with the turns

curve with the bends

Spin with the rainbows

And color blends

The light will show you

The way to go

Your friends – your family

The people you know

Will take you to places

You never knew

You could go!

the sun explains

i want to write
something as deep
as an actual abyss
disappearing into space

and the words
travel with speed
and grace
to the end of time
and then rewind

wrapping up the profound
with a limitless tune
sending messages
so clear
they reach the moon

and the man
that lives
there
the one made
of cheese

is reading my words
at first perplexed,
even slightly vexed

so he asks the sun
"what has this girl done?"
"Oh" says the sun
"She's writing for fun!"

"is that so" replies the moon?
"Will I meet her soon?"

and so it goes
on
the sun and the moon
prepare their light
to shine on us
to bring us love,
laughter ...lust
betwist and between
what does it mean?

something deep I'm sure
but I don't know more

hold hand

there's no greater
feeling
than to hold the hand
of my two-year
old little,
gigantic man

he goes through
life
no plan in mind
laughing and giggling
wandering to find
the closest thing
he can reach

he brings it to life
he brings it to me
he touches and smells
and finds all the bells

and when he says
"hold hand peease"
my heart warms
to a zillion degrees

Night

Night is driving
Around the bend
I'll follow it
To the end
The road is long
Life will lend
The path to those
That choose to send
Dreams along
Upon a song
Along a coast
Around the ridge
Over a bridge

The night is long
I'll follow it
To the end

my heart

on my sleeve
there is a heart
it can't be bought
at a mart

and no, it's not
on sale for free
and no, there is no
warranty

i wear it proud
it sings out loud
it loves, it breathes
it'll never freeze

it's been ripped
and torn apart
it's been stolen-
forlorn and lost

it beats and beats
no matter the cost

the heart i wear
is red and fair
it's easy to see
and often found

thumping and jumping
up and down
swinging around
from lung to lung
like a child
on monkey bars
from rung to rung

it's fun and young
it's filled with glee

it's been burned
and corrupted
neglected
rhythm interrupted
annihilated, erupted

and still it goes
and touches its toes
it gives and saves
both friends and foes

it knows not
the way
to lowly dredges
instead it leaps
over thorny hedges
to find the knoll
of plush, ample grass
to rest its chest,
lighten its mass

my heart
my friend
its filled with hope
its emptied and drained
and restored all the same
its sprit alive
no matter the maim

it lifts me up
and others too
it won't relent
on me
or you

Where I am

At the top

if you can't 

find me, I'll be in the tree,

 if you look at me, I won't

see you, my face shaded,

a colored hue - of rainbow light

a starry day

moonlight-

a glowing earth

don't ask me why i'm in the tree

if you climb up high

maybe you'll see

where I am

with arms so long,

wispy, twisted

a body strong,

connected,

protected.

where i am 

yes in the tree

the cars

the people

the world

is far

where I am

i can see

all the things

that bother me

but they can't

get me

I'm in

my 

tree.

Old Flower

there was a flower
that was rather
sour

he frowned a lot
at everything
he didn't care
that it was spring

he counted down
to the hour
time till winter
set him free

he liked
to live
below
the ground

a seed in dirt
purposeless
inert

he was a flower
that didn't know
the beauty it was
to grow and grow

tall and wise
and smart and cool
he was a flower
he was a fool

and then one day
to his surprise
he could no longer
be tall nor wise
but wilted
and hurt
and stomped
down in the dirt

until he was saved
by gentle hands
that proudly
place him
in a lovely vase
and he lived out his days
with dignity
and grace

Face

I see the curve
Of your face
The shadow of
The curtain's lace
The moonlight
Dripping
Through the clouds

The band is playing
Really loud
I have no doubt
I'm on your mind
And in a corner
You will find
A picture of me
In your memory
Framed and faded
Lost and jaded
If only we
Hadn't waited

preamble to spring break

my vacation is a fake
like a plastic snake
it sneaks up on ya
and slithers away

first laundry
then floors
revolving doors
food shop and don't stop
it's an ongoing tour

the toddler's roar
mom please one more
okay last one
the day is done
and then the next
no time to read
running full speed
a moment to rest

then the next
day is done

mom on the run
make each day fun
for her little son

and so we shine
at the park
we giggle outside
till it gets dark
and the days retreat
like a melting sweet

together we laugh
together we live

the days are a blast
they go so fast

each memory
archived
to last and last

For you

this is my
song to you

my heart
sings true
of words amiss

a simple glance
a lusty kiss
a delicate arm
your clumsy charm

this is my
ode to you
a favorite page
to read and read

a warm sweater,
washed and worn

a close embrace
enchanting grace
an awkward fall
that said it all

these are my
words for you
written down
sad and true

This is where Part 2

This is where

way up high

in the sky

on the biggest rock

in a purple frock

we were

fairy princesses

and queens too

ordering tea

delivered by kittens

adorned in jewels

naming rules

to govern our land

with a painted hand

this is where

reality lived

in the minds of girls

atop a rock

to climb to the top

a major event

this I where

many a weekend

was spent

with kittens

and fairies

lots of

time went

to telling the stories

that colored our minds

and fitted our world

with candy topped tiaras

and sprinkles of gems

best friends by blood

of fingers pricked

by needles with tears

and joy and cheers

this is where

best friends are

together imagining

a world afar

a place of love

beauty and wealth

a place we’d go

with no one else

This is where

This is where

This is where

I saw you there

Your dreaming eyes

a pointed stare

This is where

I fell in a chair

All the while

Without a care

This is where

I sat atop

A giant, boulder

My big rock

Imagining

A strawberry lock

Grandmother’s hair

We were a pair

Fed me porridge

A long spoon

Mom told stories

About the moon

This is where

Dreams aren’t rare

Magic’s true

And so are you

Where I am

I sit in prayer

This is where

I remember you

Dear childhood

better days

a faraway past
long summer nights
that last and last

in the morning i rise
a few hours sleep
new adventures to tell
new secrets to keep

if the world steals you away
from the dreams you posess
you are giving more,
receiving less

confess to the wind
and the running stream
stand by the current
basque in its mist
breath in its force
do not resist

every chance not taken,
an opportunity missed
let the river carry you
over the stump

the wind force you along
when you're in a slump

keep rolling in grass
when you feel a bump

you're heart's alive
thump, thump, thump

Climbing the ladder

under the dark matter
of the mind chatter
lies a ladder

don't tell your enemies
they'll only get madder

don't tell the beast
he'll only get fatter

out of the dark matter
you must take the ladder
don't pity the lost
they'll only get sadder

your heart will skip
and pitter-patter
once you reach
the top of the ladder

the trip is arduous,
true, and long
down many roads
you may
travel wrong

the ladder
moves
in ways it pleases
it melts and bends,
cracks and freezes

the top is your own
all climbers must choose

their fate at the top
of this ladder of life

stuff is great
but friends are free
carefully carve
your destiny

My Plasticine Wall

the sum
of my persistence
is community
resistance

energy
squashed
by the drooling
soulless fools
pathetic tools
enslaved by
4 walls
and a couch

and so
my plasticine
is molded - made
meticulously
a colorful
construction
to keep out
corruption

a wall of faith
that's soft
and bends
a place for joy,
to make amends

a peaceful
tower with no bars
the entrance pass -
a  wondrous mind,
a heart of joy -
a hand
that's kind.

Time Tag

the test of time
wears down
all who take
it
wears them down
to the core
of the earth

resurfaced
reinvented

one's existence
an eternal energy
orb

about
to bounce back
before time
returns full speed

playing tag
with time
my whole
life through
i'm always it

A Momentary Haiku

time faded into dust
particles spark with the joy
of common moments

lovely life

outdoors

the park bench is mine

the birds sing
in melodic dreams
their words are the beauty
that connect the seams
of the fabric that drapes
over the sun

that shines
and shades

bringing life

the birds sing
my mind wanders
in a ring

my place to go
has everything

it's where I sit
and wait 
the passersby
notice
as i stare
and write

i hope they
know that my
words are like
the song of the birds
designed to capture
their sparkle
as they cross my path
to connect the stitches
of life's glitches

to piece the people
into a circle of life
no one alone
our kindred fused
by the web
of air
the bird's song
the sun
the shade
the will
to survive

we go on
when we serve

we go on
once we see

the grace that is
you and me