david giacalone: haiku and senryu (2004)
– below are haiku and senryu written by this weblog’s Editor, David A. Giacalone. They first appeared on the f/k/a homepage, under the name “dagosan”. the unedited daily offerings from dagosan can be found in his ”scrapbooks” by going to the dagosan archives page –
sleet turns to rain -
snow buddha’s visit
cut short
[Dec. 31, 2004]
one smirking
snowman
one hatless scarecrow
[Dec. 30, 2004]
children awash
in christmas gifts –
tsunami on tv
[Dec. 28, 2004]
coins inside the walnuts -
great-grandchildren
cracking a smile
[Dec. 27, 2004, for Grandpa Bart]
cross words over turkey
over parenting –
the Yule log burns
[Dec. 26, 2004]
a sleigh-shaped cloud
floats by -
Christmas morning blue sky
[Dec. 25, 2004]
Nana serves
Grandma’s recipes —
Christmas Eve calamari
[Dec. 24, 2004]
two-hour backup –
just past the accident,
Christmas Eve rainbow
wrapping and
packing–
she pastes on a smile
[Dec. 22, 2004]
married a decade
she hides
the mistletoe
married a decade
he buys
new mistletoe
[Dec. 20, 2004]
wind chill zero
outside the high school
not one jacket zipped
[Dec. 18, 2004]
3 am nature call–
the nagging drip
of icicles
[Dec. 17, 2004]
fogged window -
too cold
meets too hot
[Dec. 15, 2004]
winter wind
rattles the windows -
the fridge hums louder
[Dec. 14, 2004]
birthday phone call -
your triple bypass
trumps my bad knee
[Dec. 13, 2004]
waiting room -
the masked man
brings his own magazine
[Dec. 11, 2004]
eyelid lightshow –
he hits the snooze button
one more time
[Dec. 10, 2004]
Sunday morning
omelet
for one
a single
mimosa
- hold the toast
two strawberry blondes
lean into the wind -
cattails lean with it
[Dec. 4, 2004]
snow falls
from a low gray sky -
she lifts the sauce pan lid
[Dec. 3, 2004]
a favorite tree
reflected in the river -
made me look again
[Dec. 2, 2004]
the river mirrors
the busy bridge -
one duck races the cars
[Dec. 1, 2004]
under nana’s afghan -
dreaming homemade
bread and meatballs
[Nov 30, 2004]
the shower massage
finds her navel -
Buddha smile
[Nov 23, 2004]
rainy night drive –
squinting at glare
through dad’s eyes
[Nov 21, 2004]
clogged drain–
300-pound plumber
under the sink
[Nov.20, 2004]
sitting to meditate-
toilet and nose
start to run
[Nov. 15, 2004]
waving from the river bank
waving back
cattails
[Nov. 13, 2004]
handful of pawns
protect the king -
Veterans Day
[Nov.11, 2004
even lovelier
naked
backyard elm
[Nov. 10, 2004]
almost sunset -
mottled clouds
blush at my stare
[Nov 7, 2004]
election over
dirty laundry
awaits
[Nov. 4, 2004]
candy for goblins
disappears early –
sneaking out to buy more
[Oct. 28, 2004]
Lunar Eclipse [and World Series] Sequence
eclipse tonight –
no cover
no rain date
full moon
encircled by clouds
– awaiting the hunter
pumpkin
floating in the river
Hunter’s Moon
wow, it’s orange!
tawny, she corrects
_ _ Blood Moon
out of the
shadow
redstockings
[October 28, 2004]
first night at her place -
three-dog gal
no-dog guy
[Oct. 26, 2004]
toilet seat up -
bedroom
suddenly chilly
[Oct. 25, 2004]
another stray dog
finds
her
[Oct. 23, 2004]
alongside
the silent crew scull -
coach’s angry bullhorn
[Oct. 19, 2004]
cold fingers –
sitting on my hands
before touching hers
[Oct. 18, 2004]
first date:
she groans with pleasure
. . . at my pun
[Oct. 20, 2004]
the stale air
of an old man’s home –
opening my front door
[Oct. 21, 2004]
health food store:
unnatural sneeze
in the candle aisle
[Oct. 16, 2004]
expecting rain,
smiling at
the blue sky
[Oct. 14, 2004]
Columbus Day trip
red and yellow crayons
turn into stubs
[Oct. 12, 2004]
waking too late
to see the dawn
- he pencils-in sunset
[Oct. 7, 2004]
blinds open
to the midday sun -
summer’s gone
[Oct. 1, 2004]
just before
the pale orange moon
a bright orange sky
[Sept. 28, 2004]
harvest moon
over Wal-Mart –
schlepping groceries
[Spet. 26, 2004]
no coffee brewing
no scent of love –
the hermit wakes
[Sept. 25, 2004]
visiting mom and dad –
faces and refrains
gettin’ old
[Sept. 22 & 26,, 2004]
last day of summer -
the old cat naps
in the sunny window
[Sept. 21, 2004]
caught hiding the stash -
colombian
caffeine
[Sept. 19, 2004]
street closed
for the Saturday Faire
the only sound is rain
[Sept. 18, 2004]
October peonies -
still perfect
from the curb
[Sept. 15, 2004]
supine at noon
sunshine spotlights
one big toe
[Sept. 14, 2004]
a breeze!
a draft!
the window fan stirs debate
[Sept. 13, 2004]
the double amputee
winces
[Sept. 11, 2004]
first day of school
bus stop horseplay
wakes the empty-nester
[Sept. 7, 2004]
hand-in-hand
until
the mosquito mugging
[Sept. 3, 2004]
Labor Day
the parade starts and ends
at the mall
[Sept. 2, 2004]
ancient snapshot
their last smiles
for the camera
[Sept. 1, 2004]
soap-stung eyes —
an eight-year-old’s face
flashes in the mirror
[Aug. 28, 2004]
just below
the “riverview apartment” –
ten ripe garbage cans
[Aug. 27, 2004]
honking at my window –
geese above
cabbie below
[Sept. 19, 2004]
sleepless night
she won’t stop
leaving me alone
[Aug. 21, 2004]
clock tower with crescent moon
– only the moon
follows us home
[Aug. 20, 2004]
typing stops –
laptop activist
gets off his butt
[Aug. 17, 2004]
their babies
never cry
never stop crying
[Aug, 25, 2004, for Dafur's victims]
the garbage bag lands –
squirrel and I
startle eachother
[08-13-04]
tailgater
passing on a sharp curve –
take a deep breath
[Aug. 8, 2004]
waking, the agnostic asks
who dried the dishes
and hung that sun?
[Aug. 6, 2004]
a good pout
rudely interrupted
by impatiens
[Aug. 5, 2004]
a welcome smile
from the past –
obituary photo
[08-01-04]
old dog and master
jostling
for the tiny spot of shade
[07-31-04]
cursing
the unset alarm clock -
late for church again
[07-30-04]
waking from a young man’s dream
last night’s body
creaks and groans
[7-27-04]
in bed
alone
with a nagging back
[7-25-04]
July escape -
pensioner parked
in front of a fan
[07-22-04]
idling
at my bedroom window
the garbage truck
[07-20-04]
the old man stops
at a green light
driving into the sunset
[7-17-04]
jaws clenched
writing
haiku
[07-16-04]
mottled gray sky
impatiens
grow louder [7-15-04]
false dawn
the paperboy hits
the snooze button [7-14-04]
empty punchbowl:
husband and wife
avoid the mistletoe
[7-13-04]
arm too short