Another JIKU excerpt

 

Another JIKU excerpt

 

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Another JIKU excerpt

Another JIKU excerpt

 

moonlit beauty ~

watersheds silhouette ~

soaring Osprey

Another JIKU excerpt

 KIKU

that scent ~

Chrysanthemums ? ~

cool autumn breeze ~

infuses in steam ~

off a bowl of barley

Another JIKU excerpt

 

coloured trail dirt ~

crumbled & fading ~

leaves

Another JIKU excerpt

 

Another JIKU excerpt (Up the Mtn #211)

 

suns laying down ~

wisping winds - misting waters ~

about valley floors ~

coolness, descends in shadows ~

fullmoons colossal nights

Welcome to “JIKU”

 

      In 2013 someone asked me, how would I explain or describe haiku ? What is or should the Haiku Poets words communicate to the reader? well, here was my response.

“Haiku are meant to evoke an emotional response from the reader . . . to light the spark that triggers creative rumination . . . They act as literary manifestations . . . visions of nature’s seasonal modulations . . . They’re emotionally tinged words, barely perceptible sensory flickers . . . literary etchings of lucid visions transposed into the minds of its readers . . . They’re meant to act as sensory catalysts . . . like the passing of a penciled baton laid out upon a piece of paper that a reader might grasp for in their mind’s eye . . . all of which prompts the reader to continue exploring the sensory experience elicited from the writers pen . . . This is how the literary sketching of poets are intended to function . . . as creative muses with which readers can draw from and viscerally apply to their own artistic idioms . . . from that lucid space within their heads . . . Where their minds eye can spark their own creative visions”

Up the Mtn, the end

 

Israel -Palestine #1

 (Yes I realize that previously 1,200 Jews were slaughtered, but! When does the killing stop ? At 10k, 100k, a million, or 6 million of gods Jewish/Muslim children?)

Holocaust Survivor ~

calling out Gaza killings ~

 as GENOCIDE!

Israel-Palestine #2

 

Palestinian suffering ~

(amerikkka’s) proxy genocide ~

our trauma porn

Up the Mtn #149

 

rapids ~

washing over me ~

swaying trees

Up the Mtn #215

 

my journeys my home ~

time, love, fellow travelers ~

a wanderous life

Up the Mtn #185

 

(grateful) transcendence ~

(moonlit) Cherry Blossoms . . . floating ~

“this other World” 

Up the Mtn #227

 

-40 ~

I know warmth awaits me ~

just beyond this numbness ~

whether indoors by the fire ~

or sitting by this tree

Up the Mtn #206

 

debt forgiveness ~

for the fortune 500 ~

corporate bankruptcy ~

compounding interests ~

austerity 

Up the Mtn #50

 

from my hovel ~

(that) smokey scent lingers ~

from Up the Mtn

 

Up the Mtn #115

 

warm dusk  lust drizzles ~

her parasol swollen   wet ~

COME !      lingering heat ~

crimson Moon (iro) softens ~

morning glory (iros) waning

Up the Mtn #49

 

couscous n’ olive oil ~

river’s essence boiled clean ~

Mtn treat

Up the Mtn #48

 

skies darken past tree lines ~

moonbeams shine as sunlight flees ~

field mice dine with me

Up the Mtn #47

 

two degrees outside ~ 

wood stove smoke tears me up ~

still . . .  two degrees outside

Up the Mtn #46

 

soggy wet wood heats 

Up the Mtn - hovel ~

fickle   wood stove heat

Up the Mtn #45

 

Sabi - Up the Mtn ~

tight quarters - wood stove    yugen ~

Wabi - Mtn Hovel

Up the Mtn #44

 

bright moonlight ~

another starry nite ~

false daylight

Up the Mtn #42

 

dusk yields to moonlight ~

Up the Mtn   evenings come ~

ah!   moonlit nite lite

Up the Mtn #13

 

drifting through shadows ~

swirling clouds ride up sunbeams ~

smoke fleeing my flue

Up the Mtn #10

 

sapp seeps from bark cracks ~

from a scab blood oozes ~

nature’s IV drip

Up the Mtn #3

 

sitting ~

between stokes of the fire ~

emotional degrees

Up the Mtn #166

 

the sound of field mice ~

gnawing through my insulation ~

in this lonely hut ~

my late night companions ~

scurrying . . . pooping . . . on my roof

Up the Mtn #218

 

my summers long gone ~ 

crying out cold dry tears ~

my last winters here

Up the Mtn #105

 

Hibiscus ~

wilt as I wither ~

pondering western shores

Up the Mtn #248

 

fleeting warmth ~

autumn’s hush . . . stillness ~

interim’s season ~

airs still . . . pregnant with change ~

moonlight . . . shaded with coolness

Another “JIKU” book excerpt, #243

 

pitter patter . . . reign ~

pine needles spatter my roof ~

autumn rains

Another “JIKU” book excerpt

#179

 twilight in the bay ~

the plumed egret . . . wading ~

low tide fades in

Serenity #33

 

sense . . .  see . .  hear . . . know ~

without seeing, hearing, knowing ~

this is the tao ~

cultivate te . . . & ~

everything returns to . . .

Serenity the Arctic Skoolie #32

 

physical ephemera ~

to bloom & wilt ~

ethereal wisdom ~

birth- life - death ~

transcendence

(Prompted, honkadoried from Aescylus)

Serenity the Arctic Skoolie #31

 

capitalism ~ 

segregating ~

moral values

amerikkka #54 (Ode to Marvin Gaye”)

 

“mercy mercy mercy me” ~

amerikkka ~

“things” still “the way they used to be”

From Serenity the Arctic Skoolie #25

 

subtle nuanced ~

textured surface coloration ~

look touch feel ~

hands-on hard work . . . Art Education ~

curing tobacco

Serenity the Arctic Skoolie #30

 life’s non-linear ~

processing ~

emotional waves

 decades of tit for tat

Middle East genocide

all gods children

Israel ~ Palestine ~ the madness #1

 retribution ~ revenge -

Israel ~ Palestine -

“all” gods children

amerikkka #53

“poisoning the blood of our country” ~

so says mein trumpf . . .  so said hitler

Serenity #24

 prognosis   -   diagnosis ~

subjective ~

objective ~

judgment ~

awareness

amerikkka #52 (speaking truth to power)

           For decades I’ve struggled with trying to keep my poetry, especially my Senryu, neutral and objective to most any reader. At the very least I strived to keep my subjectively opinionated senryu poetry, apart from my objectively neutral haiku and tanka poetry. Yet, as the Empire I was born and raised in continues to undeniably, morally decay day by day, month after month, year after year, and decade upon decade; I can stay silent no longer. This morally corrupt and oppressive trend in our local communities, state judiciaries, and federal legislators and executive branches can no longer be objectively characterized as anomalies of governance, justice, rules of law, or unbiased supremely judicial judgements.

 I’ve been forced by my fellow americans, from the lowest of the low to the highest of those currently and formerly empowered to lead our decaying empire, to speak out against their morally corrupt ideology, philosophy, their oppressive, racist, sexist, and xenophobic laws and regulations, and their actions; but most significantly, their fearful inactions.

 I vehemently believe we are mimicking hitler and his third reich into mein trumpf’s fourth reich of incompetence, xenophobia, and self-destructive ignorance and stupidity. Therefore, I must go on record and speak out against it all, no matter the cost, so that I may have a clear conscious and some sense of moral contentedness in the coming months and years, as america implodes. 

amerikkka #51

 see . . . the circus ~

clowns performing ~

amerikkka’s congress

From “Serenity” the Arctic Skoolie (#9)

 

hurriedly learning ~

to be worthy ~

of her love

From Serenity the Arctic Skoolie #23

 

bodies of information

speech - patterns - beats

ways of Being

From Serenity the Arctic Skoolie #22

 

Springs falling

over stale snowdrifts

life-death . . . springs eternal