Ben's Haiku

Thu, 30 Sep 2004

Movie Sign
Movie showtime sign
set against sky and cloud wisps
finds its own beauty.

16:37 | permalink


Deadlines
The euphoria
of fast, new, clock-racing work
stays with me all night.

04:57 | permalink


Studio Lights
TV studio
lights are hot, but on the screen
it just looks normal.

04:54 | permalink


Wed, 29 Sep 2004

Rain
Constant rain all day--
clinging clothes and discovered
puddles there in shoes.

04:59 | permalink


Tue, 28 Sep 2004

Laundromat
Machines and machines,
all in rows--a laundromat's
naked symmetry.

04:59 | permalink


Sun, 26 Sep 2004

The Right Woman
The right woman is
a hay-buried needle, but
it's dark and she glows.

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The Feminine
Her collarbone's notch,
covered with glitter, catches
the rare light at night.

04:55 | permalink


Saturday Night
It's Saturday night.
On the sidewalk, crowds linger
with nowhere to go.

04:52 | permalink


Balloons
Balloons in the street
bob up when the cars near them
then slowly sink down.

04:49 | permalink


Sat, 25 Sep 2004

Tired
The straight and narrow--
this is not the way for me.
I'd rather Fridays.

04:59 | permalink


Thu, 23 Sep 2004

Bikes at Rush Hour
Rush hour. Many bikes.
We stop at each traffic light,
together, a pack.

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Wed, 22 Sep 2004

Sunset III
Amidst programming
I stop to see the sun shine
through a church tower.

23:35 | permalink


My Ex
The pictures I took
of my ex show her beauty
and my now gone love.

04:59 | permalink


Mon, 20 Sep 2004

Angry
Angry, the driver
shouts with his horn. I bike on,
the wrong way, gleeful.

18:20 | permalink


Wood Heat
Solid flow of warmth
from our woodstove on the first
cold day of autumn.

03:39 | permalink


Sun, 19 Sep 2004

Off Key
Singing loud off key
near the in tune piano,
all applaud the joy.

04:47 | permalink


Embracing Greatness
Embracing greatness
inside of us, we blaze paths
for love, strength and God.

04:44 | permalink


Tension
My shoulder tension
is so normal it's a shock
when it isn't there.

04:40 | permalink


Slow
Circle of candles
lit so slowly one goes out
each time one is lit.

04:37 | permalink


Sat, 18 Sep 2004

Misery
It is misery
caring what others think, but
it propels so much.

04:10 | permalink


Music
So many objects--
forks, rooms, holes, tightly wound strings--
yearn to sing their tone.

04:07 | permalink


Fri, 17 Sep 2004

Shirt and Tie
In a shirt and tie
I still have a friendly smile,
though it can't be seen.

04:34 | permalink


Thu, 16 Sep 2004

Balzano-Weierstrass
Whenever my prof
says Balzano-Weierstrass
she laughs next to me.

22:55 | permalink


Wed, 15 Sep 2004

Scar Cloud
Dark scar cuts across
the mottled quiet of sky.
What might have caused it?

23:44 | permalink


Sunset II
Soft black curving snakes
behind lines of city lights
blot out dim orange, blue.

00:36 | permalink


Mon, 13 Sep 2004

Deserted
Empty tables, chairs.
Papers strewn about the grass.
A few freshmen left.

17:27 | permalink


Romance
People can match well
with each other thankfully.
At least on paper.

17:23 | permalink


Sun, 12 Sep 2004

Haiku
Yeah, well I forgot
to write a haiku, so I
backdated this one.

17:00 | permalink


Dog
A dog with leg cast
leads a girl and her cell phone.
Is her mind elsewhere?

00:02 | permalink


Sat, 11 Sep 2004

Okay
As I sit and write,
a passing stranger asks if
I'm okay. I am.

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Sunset
Bright bursting fire clouds
streak across the twilight sky
and then gray away.

23:53 | permalink


Fri, 10 Sep 2004

Red Sox
Red Sox boxers on,
I found it harder to watch
my team lose so bad.

06:10 | permalink


Party
She bit her lip and
told me that I frightened her
before she kissed me.

02:57 | permalink


Thu, 09 Sep 2004

Irony
77
555
77

02:18 | permalink


Wed, 08 Sep 2004

A Little Dent
White conference room,
black marks on the empty walls,
and two baseball bats.

19:42 | permalink


Cedarwood
"90 Cedarwood,"
she says again and again.
Her mind is elsewhere.

17:35 | permalink


Downward
A leaf is hit hard
by a raindrop. It recoils
and passes it on.

13:50 | permalink


Weighed Down
Weighed down by rain,
the tree is slower to dance
with the passing wind.

13:41 | permalink


Relax
I stare openly
at a short-skirted lady
so long that she smiles.

13:34 | permalink


Downpour
We know the sky, it
can only hold so much rain,
when the downpour ends.

13:32 | permalink


Attention
Between taking notes
and paying some attention,
I'd pay attention.

01:11 | permalink


Tue, 07 Sep 2004

Lactic Acid
Leg muscles filled with
leaden needling exhaustion
stretch towards relief.

04:23 | permalink


Mon, 06 Sep 2004

Mountaintop
Brisk, homeless wind blows.
Its melody echoes in
my water bottle.

04:46 | permalink


Army of Trees
An army of trees
marches down the steep slope and
slowly out of sight.

04:34 | permalink


Sun, 05 Sep 2004

Priest
Children and a priest
sit together on the floor.
Her mind is elsewhere.

15:05 | permalink


Sat, 04 Sep 2004

Echo
Cell phone in each ear,
laughing maniacally,
I have a good time.

13:44 | permalink


Fri, 03 Sep 2004

Twins
Girls on a swingset.
Every time one is up,
the other is back.

22:26 | permalink


Peace and Quiet
I'm alone all day
in my room, relaxed, away
from the joy and trees.

22:26 | permalink


Camraderie
An old black woman
who I've never met guesses
I want Bush gone too.

22:25 | permalink


Tenuous Grace
Graceful young woman
remembers herself and is
awkward girl again.

22:24 | permalink


Swingset
The elephant cries
of an old metal swingset
giving pain for joy.

22:19 | permalink


Thu, 02 Sep 2004

Rockstar
Rockstar on his porch
listens to birds and trees while
he cuts his toenails.

19:48 | permalink


Rest
No waves, no wind, none.
My sailboat sits, just waiting.
Can I not paddle?

18:34 | permalink


Jim
Oh Jim Morrison
Keep contact with the real through
Your crazy slave dance

18:14 | permalink


Wed, 01 Sep 2004

The Faces of Evil
The crowd has sad eyes,
frightened lines and angry grins.
All have Satan's face.

written after watching The Matrix Revolutions

19:32 | permalink


Pure Water
Straight from the ground and
into our mouths, the water tastes
so pure and so sweet.

actually about well water
I drank during a Firefly work weekend
on May 19th, 2004

17:00 | permalink


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