The Flaw (a cosmiku)

Metaphysical
Order the flaw in Chaos
And vice versa

Two in the bush

two birds in the bush
sing temptingly to the child
unhand our nest-mate

Jaguars

South American
jungle cats revered as gods
jaguars stalk at night

shiny ebon fur
superhuman hunting skills
admire the panther

jaguar cub pounces
needle sharp teeth and claws catch
tip of mothers tail

Seventeen Poems, Weasels Haikudo Oprah, For the I-pod Crowd

Seventeen pixels
Tiny e-mail love poem
Virtual wooing

Pigtails in inkwells
Serenades at her windows
Win her heart with words

Across the ocean
Simply whisper I miss you
He begins swimming

Romance is for coots
Check out fresh haiku hook-ups
Sweet and smooth as butter

Yo! That was dope dawg
Caught her posting in her blog
Piggy for your frog

Knee-deep in loves swamp
Should have taken that left turn
At Alburqurque

Twenty four seven
Creative awakenings
Short verse solutions

Learn to write haiku
Sexy women want poets
Kissing their earlobes

But this ain’t haiku
Some sad stack of senryu
This ink gets no pink

Small minded weasles
Would not have read to this point
Cool suprise ending

One hundred of these
“Ain’t haiku” ring real enough
For Oprah Winfrey

Go to Chicago
Studio audience laughs
Nation buys my book

Rocket to the top
New York Times Bestseller list
Buy Mom a new house

Small minded weasles
Wallow in obscurity
Whining denials

Go define yourself
I already have a name
Meaning “Great Word Way”

Affirmation verse
Along the water-course Way
Ten thousand poems

Down some other day
Approaching creative peak
Haikudo fever

Senryu/Tao Versus Haiku/Zen

At each edge of awareness everything resolves into infinitely interconnected packets of energy. Somewhere between quarks and quasars, awareness disengages from the universal life field and makes the unsupportable conclusion the we are apart from and superior to the All Flow. We go to amazing lengths to dam it, and store it, and sell it to our neighbor. This is all vanity and vexations to the soul. The soul is the part of awareness that is still engaged in the Flow and after our sixty or eighty years in struggle against the flow of the vast cosmic truth we can release our claim on one little corner of the third dimension and join, if you will, the part of awareness that sees and approves of the unbreakable connection between the Self and All There Is. Of course this is my personal resonance of taoism. There is an opposing view stating at the moment of death we sink below an event horizon never to be seen nor heard from again. All traces are erased. Every echo silenced. What we are and what we have touched becomes ash and the ash disappeares leaving empty nothingness where the illusion of spendor had us all convinced something was actually out there. This is my vision of zen. Haiku is intimately identified with zen. The closer we come to nothingness the closer we come to the ultimate reality. this is why haiku focuses on such a narrow band of the material plane.It is a door to satori. A chance to “get away from it all” Aha! nothingness! See how beautiful the world would be without the world in the way! The utility of the empty vessel. Yea, well, hooey! Senryu is the yang of haiku yin.

Tweeking star nipples
Make me a constellation
Of your clitoris

Haiku Galaxy

Haiku galaxy
Large enough to support life
Since creation times

Senryu Vision

My friend round the bend
Closes his mind all is zen
Poignant senryu

Haiku tried to peak
Every time some guy is there
Constant senryu

Eyes stare unblinking
I will see and be it all
Senryu vision

All night in garden
Or some in your lady friend
Sexy senryu

Wake up next to her
The whole world can’t do haiku
Senryu sunrise

Saturn

The Planet Saturn

The planet Saturn
Sports the most beautiful rings
And a host of moons

Metaphysical
Order the flaw in Chaos
And vice versa

The bigger picture
Always seems to show us that
The little things count