Tuesday, July 26, 2011


These are some haiku's inspired by friends:

Nicknames -

Kare bear is not cool
Hufflepuff too; whall shall
I call you? Twink? Pooh?

Hamptons -

Plaid, suspenders, hats
Wow you've got style, that suave hair,
Those twinkle eyes. Chip!

Red vs. Blue pill -

Two Pakistanis
Pals for talks, golf, eats, and dance
But blue pill, really?

Who am I? -

Relate, learn, discern
Open, yet holding back too
Who are they, am I?

Thursday, July 14, 2011


Of a love
Of lightness
Of the horizon
Of standing tall
Of former avocations
Of an inner tranquility
Of slight problems
Of warmth
Of a next generation
Of his counsel
Of his furrowed brow
Of his boisterous laugh
Of his embrace
Of him

Tuesday, July 12, 2011


As a distant planet seems of substance and magnificent beauty,
A potential love first appears
Upon the journey closer to its surface,
Chaotic storms and swirling cloud formations overtake you

Yet, despite its scorching gases and uneasy surface
You are drawn toward his fervent massive core
Finally discovering there is neither foothold nor air to breathe
You retreat with your clement disposition intact


The tides of thy heart are not predicted by the moon
One is caught ill-prepared and is soaked through
Memories flood in, blissfully edited with the shimmering sunlight,
Others fabricated from a scant of truth, meant to disquiet

Her left hand weighs heavy with absent gold rings
It was a promise of only his vast eternity, not hers
Tears overcome, and a muted palette swells
Upon retreat, they’ve washed away the sorrow of the moment

Summer in Kansas

Wind-chimes softly sing in the breeze
Distant birds chirp

Tree branches and leaves sway to nature's melody
The sun warms my face

I close my eyes to soak it all in
Goosebumps form as the wind in the grass tickles my skin
A sip of lemonade puckers my lips
My body sinks into the earth after a long day of play

As the train horn blows, my mind is brought back to now
I bury my toes into the cool grass and stretch
My skin craws as I swat away mosquitos and grasshoppers
Time to retreat into the over-cooled house passed the swirling smells of summer