balm of gilead

sunday scribblings no 200: milestone. ss is hitting 200 prompts this week. congrats to a great site!!
breezin past fifty
the days bunched up
squeezed like an accordion
playing crazy mariachi
nowadays nonchalance
writes ankle-deep porous pieces
along an abandoned sidewalk
with bright colored chalk
fishing sometimes cures
quiet splash of time
depth of this river
the sweet salve subdues

Posted at 5:11 pm on February 3, 2010 | 4 comments | Filed Under: SundayScribblings | Tagged: , | read on

normal

haiku bones: uncanny
watching his eyes move
the world unzipped its notion
and wisdom poured forth
caught in the bright glare
the glue unstuck melting fast
day and night detached
everyone was there
logic performed perfectly
at the end he bowed

Posted at 3:16 pm on February 3, 2010 | 10 comments | Filed Under: Haiku, haiku bones | Tagged: , , | read on

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there’s no such thing as beginning at the beginning- just when would that be, and who would tell the story? but some moments in a life suggest a kind of punctuation: quick-stop comma, full-stop period, or the in between caesuras of semi-colon and colon. rosalyn brown, half a heart

photo: Punctuation, The Green Album