full moon —
broken glass
on the bike path

pay day —
the dog brings us
a dead ground hog

New England fog —
the buoy’s
rusty bell

swing and a miss — a five-dollar hot dog

Hi!

a friendly wave from Righteous, aged 5 1/2 months.

we don't need no stinkin' badges

when the federales demand a JBoss deployment on a Friday afternoon, it’s time to break out the sombrero and fight...

hot and hazy —
the siren screams
through a red light

twitterpated

I’ve recently caught the twitter bug. I suspect I was particularly vulnerable because my affinity for haiku matched perfectly with the website’s 140-character message limit. And just to prove it’s in vogue, NPR ran this story on All Things Considered a few days ago.

Admittedly, what I’ve been posting there isn’t exactly haiku, but rather random, spontaneous thought droppings...

Allston freight yard if that old caboose could talk
train running late the billboard scowls at me
hanging curveball I didn’t buy enough beer
between innings the dog chases its tail
the game out of hand wondering where I went wrong
ah, the crunch of my bones as the train runs me over
waiting for the train pigeons fight over a cigarette butt
afternoon meeting a beautiful day outside
wish I had my sunglasses the CIO’s glittering generalities

Perhaps some of these snippets will grow up to be haiku some day...

crowded train —
a stranger reads
my newspaper

partly sunny

partly sunny —
the bell
of an approaching train

a tale of two blogs

most of the people who visit this blog know that I also maintain another blog at haikupoet.blogspot.com. it was intended to be my haiku journal, as it were, while this blog was set aside for free-form, non-haiku ramblings, random thought droppings, etc. that’s not what happened, of course. instead, this blog is a superset of “my haiku blog”, featuring everything that shows up there — plus the occasional foray into ill-advised prose. Loth to needless duplication, I’m wondering if I should 1) shut down my haiku blog and keep everything in one place (this blog), 2) keep haiku and non-haiku in separate blogs, or 3) maintain the status quo. Please feel free to post your replies in comment form or to email me privately.

Thanks!

they grow up so fast, don´t they?

 

photo by mmm.

May rain

May rain
another beer
too many

morning coffee

morning coffee a patch of stubble the razor missed

working late

working late the smokestack empties into a cloud

Simply Complicated

Mrs. Bitter and I are featured in the most recent issue of Simply Haiku. You can find our article here. Collaboration!

crowded train

crowded train —
one month
to my daughter’s wedding

balmy night

balmy night —
gypsy moths
under the streetlight

new moon

new moon —
my daughter won’t look me
in the eye

May frost

May frost —
a late-night call
from an unknown number

starless night

starless night —
the dog sniffs a bald spot
on the front lawn

threat of showers

threat of showers —
I let her phone call
go to voicemail

dusk

dusk
the cat’s eyes
following
the dog

May showers

May showers —
forty days
to my daughter’s wedding

Mother's Day flowers

years later
her Mother’s Day flowers
still blossom

mission accomplished

“mission accomplished”
the dog chases a squirrel
up a tree