f/k/a archives . . . real opinions & real haiku

– below are haiku and senryu written by “dagosan“, this weblog’s Editor, David A. Giacalone. most have been on the Home Page, some are outtakes and rewrites. each is a work in progress. i hope they show improvement over time and encourage others to try writing haiku –

 – click here for dagosan’s archive –

 

 

typing

’til the icicle lands —

pretty blue sky

                               [Jan. 31, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the hush of Sunday morning

under new snow —

tires spin and spin

                             [Jan. 30, 2005]

 

 

zero degrees —

windchimes play

for the scarecrow and me 

                                   [Jan. 29, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

sunshine finds

a prism —

forgotten paperweight

                                       [Jan. 28, 2005]

 

 

lunch-hour-five-degrees-too-many-errands

                                                               [Jan. 27, 2005]

 

that little grunt

dad always makes —

putting on my socks

 

 

 

headful

of suds

the shower turns cold

                                                                     [Jan. 25, 2005]

 

 

staring match out my window —

I blink first

the squirrel scampers

 

 

 

 

 

full-moon stroll

after the snowstorm —

she’s also lovely and cold

                                         [Jan. 24, 2005]

 

the Plow God builds

a mountain of snow —

can’t see the river today

 

 

licking the last smudge

of ice cream from the bowl —

snowplow scrapes the street 

                                             [Jan. 23, 2005]

 

 

 

the blizzard

starts as scheduled  —

saturday is cancelled

 

 

 

waiting out

the snowstorm —

full pantry

 

 

 

 

through the frosted window –

either dull gray

or bright white

 

 

[Jan. 22, 2005]

 

 

 

a pink mitten

at the curb —

rubbing one small red hand

 

                                           [Jan. 21, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

holding her breath

’til the engine starts —

visible relief

                          [Jan. 20, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

holiday leftovers —

searching the closet

for baggy clothes

                                 [Jan. 19, 2005]

 

 

 

 

zero degrees

looks just like thirty —

no strollers on the street

                                               [Jan. 18, 2005]

 

 

 

 

the detective

snaps her notebook shut —

blind witnesses

 

 

 

 

 

mlk, jr., day —

too cold

to march?

                                                    [Jan. 17, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

the rookie cop rousts

an old hobo —

feeding plump pigeons

                                           [Jan.16, 2004] 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

chain-reaction crash

on the sleet-slick bridge —

ice floes speed by

                              [Jan.15, 2004]

 

 

 

 

borrowed mystery —

a toilet-paper

bookmark

 

 

 

 

snowbanks and 

snowmen dissolve —

all-day rain

                            

 

 [Jan. 14, 2005]

 

 

 

wonton soup

wanton woman

no MSG

                                  [Jan. 13, 2005,

                                                  inspiration: B. Wooldrige]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

squinting at the repair bill —

fifty dollars

not five hundred

                          [Jan. 13, 2005]

 

 

 

 

toddler flounders

on the icy sidewalk —

computer crash

 

                     [Jan. 11, 2005]

 

 

 

 

cold fingers

warm

coffee mug

 

                     [Jan. 10, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

sleep-in Sunday–

snowmelt

finds the newspaper

 

 

                               [Jan. 9, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

frozen river —

snow hides

the elm’s reflection 

 

 

                       [Jan. 8, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

 

overnight

enough snow to make

slush

 

                     [Jan. 7, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

he’s stripping

the bed sheets

she shovels the walk

                                    [Jan. 6, 2005]

 

 

 

 

Adirondack chair

upholstered

with snow

 

                 [Jan. 6, 2005, 

                         inspired by Ann Althouse]

 

 

 

 

January 5th

neighborhood stroll

no one says “Happy New Year!”

                                                     [Jan. 5, 2005]

 

 

 

 

 

 

all night 

a productive cough —

he hits the snooze button

 

 

                                        [Jan. 4, 2005]