bearhat
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the haiku marathon (part 9)
spring blusters in hard
a sudden punch to the heart
i’m bullied, breathlesswhen the chips are down
hunt around in the pantry
for another bag -
the haiku marathon (part 8)
bubbles of foam lift
laughter floats on rushing waves
feet run on wet sandthe future dissolves
measured out in broken dreams
everybody knows -
the haiku marathon (part 7)
a house full of holes
the southerly wind creeps in
and rakes my numb bonestears on sale again
found myself an industry
get them by the jar -
the haiku marathon (part 6)
god get off my lawn
or i’ll turn the hose on you
my snake in eden -
the haiku marathon (part 5)
ice wind off the sea
winter scratches its long claws
down my shirtless back -
the haiku marathon (part 4)
beneath this cold hill
we are but bones, while above
the flowers grow stillhe drowns in a pond
choked with weeds and wild rushes
the ducks find him there -
the haiku marathon (part 3)
River of noise roars
The night is punctuated
With backfiring cars——-slinking home at dark
unnoticed by satellites
cat scratched my shadow -
the haiku marathon (part 2)
this tie weighs a tonne
silk lariat for my soul
by pierre cardin -
the haiku marathon (part 1)
So many soldiers
with nothing to do but dance
barefoot in the grass.
