From behind storm clouds
Loki leaps into mischief
Before escaping.
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Oh that trickster god,
How can we ever trust him,
Striking from hiding?
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Truly, he believes
His blinding, electric, grin
Will dull our senses.
Month: July 2016
Senryū 30 Jul 2016
No postings lately
This silence is deafening:
Creative doldrums
Absurdist Approach
There once was a fogie named Tim.
He took Pokèmon Go for a spin.
He threw all his balls,
Caught naught but guffaws,
And wondered why he didn’t win.
Open Hearts and Arms and Minds
What did I ever do to fill you with such rage,
That you would see me dead, my ink wiped from the page?
Can I not just live my life, without the fear of murder
Because of skin or faith or tongue? Or is it something further
Afield than these ideas, some unimagined sin,
Committed all unknowing, that raises all this din?
Please attend my friend, before you pull the trigger,
Let us embrace instead, not make the difference bigger!
I assure you friend, I bear you zero malice
Whether you reside in bayt or yurt or palace.
An Ode to Contentment
No rhythmic meter
Nor sharp witted turn of phrase
Conveys contentment better.
Sounds of Summer Senryu
When droning goes on
Seemingly without ending,
this guy is to blame.
Senryū 19 Jul 2016
Oh blessed silence
Coming from my radio!
Turned off politics.
Hot Enough Already
Heating the climate,
These fear mongers in Cleveland,
Peddle terror for profit.
Late Night Lament
Dawn is breaking soon
And still I linger, sleepless,
Dreading milky skies.
Ruminating still
On last weeks work unfinished
As another week begins.
This Is Not My America
“Oh say can you see” does not mean
We turn a blind eye to injustice.
“By the dawn’s early light” does not mean
We can ignore our dark past.
“Proudly we hailed” does not allow us
To look down upon others with disdain.
“Twilight’s last gleaming” does not imply
Our best days are behind us.
“Broad stripes” are not labels
With which we paint our fellow man.
“Bright Stars” don’t refer to
Tinseltown tabloid headliners.
“The perilous fight” is not talking about
The two year long presidential election process.
“Over ramparts we watched” isn’t
A reference to the walls of our gated communities.
“Gallantly Steaming” is not about
Binge watching “Game of Thrones” on wifi.
“Rockets red glare” is not a commentary
On the lackluster performance of an NBA team.
“Bombs bursting in air” is absolutely not
About a demeaning sexual scenario!
“Our flag was still there” isn’t a call for
Ill conceived military adventurism.
“That Star-Spangled Banner” is not some
Holy relic to be worshiped and praised.
And most importantly
“The land of the free” does not mean
People are free to shoot police and
“The home of the brave” does not mean
Black men have to be brave to leave home.
Binding Thoughts of a Sticky Linguist
Vocabulary
Is very much like duct tape.
It comes in colors.
Given sufficient amounts,
One can perform miracles.
Workplace Chōka
The harder I work,
The more work needs to be done.
The faster I run,
The farther behind I fall.
The heat gets higher;
The clambering gets louder;
Gloves, shoes, and patience wear thin.
Katauta 14 Jul 2016
Returning to work,
After an unwanted break,
Also yields mixed emotions.
Haiku 12 Jul 2016
When clouds make patterns,
Remember clouds are just clouds;
We make the patterns.
Aroil in Pain 