10 Hospital Haiku

First operation / Sadly did not do the trick / So I’m cut once more

A pain in my side / What thoughts will I dream tonight? / Simple, dark or distant?

These hours grow late / I am afraid I can’t sleep / Nor wonder of peace

While I eat ice cubes / Thoughts of Notorious foods / Ever draws near to me

Getting better means / Walking enough times around / the nurse’s station

I’ve gotten the best / Kayla and Rose are nurses / Most lucky to have

Slight fever does break / Worry seems overdone now / based on so little

Come night there is change / Called Michelle and Adam / Nurses change daily

Friendly nurse Leah / Removed what was holding me / To this hospital

An IV to go / I am out of here for good / Hope that is the case. 

20 Haiku - That Makes 100

Thoughts nettle my mood / Fears in the peripheral / Death is laconic

Always  circumspect / When formulating  a plan / Never going far

Whispers come at night / While dreams travel by day / She is close at hand

The moment slips by / For time will not wait for me / She always follows

Egoistical / Erudite, brilliant, bold / Downsized I’m told

Ever so nearby / I sense her watchful presence / In all that I do 

Beyond little things / Quiescent after a storm / Halfway from a tear 

Force to live a lie / Coffee mollified my dreams / I walked between worlds

Circling the end / Beliefs don’t aid any plans / When dark thoughts corrupt 

Same few get the blame / While all sides fan the flames / Hate swirling around 

Austere attitudes / Will pester my cheerful mood / When I am thinking 

Turn to her often / Lost in the black of the night / She always follows 

My thoughts betray me / As she whispers in my ear / One sweet delusion 

A simple terror / I’m faced every single day / An empty white page 

The daily chatter / Digitized across the web / So very fleeting 

The witching hours / before the daily sunrise / stirs the soul silly

Inches from a goal / That was once light years away / Steepest hump to climb

Holiest number / Would probably be a three / Father, son and ghost

Nine is magical / It stands on the edge of change / On the next level

It’s easy enough / Didn’t take too long to write / One hundred haiku

20 Haiku - 80 Total

Was caught in quicksand / As minutes dwindle to none / With gradual pace

Time funnels and moves / Each and every grain of sand / By binding the minutes

For the moments turn / Never to repeat again / With overall peace

A soul might extend / but the body is brittle / Life is but passing

With Death smiling / Filling up the bottom glass / And kept close at hand

A drink in my hand / Sunlight spotlight in my face / Stiff breeze in my hair

Soft summer showers / Soundly cooling the dry days / One drop at a time

One move to checkmate / I just took your queen with ease / Want to play again?

Lustful and sexy / One dirty little number / This sixty-nine is

Can’t win every move / sometimes things will end badly / You can count on that

Time and space abound / sightless searching enduring / wonders never cease

Ice tea waters down / in a glass while I write / another haiku

The mouse goes click click / keys tap on the fingertips / computer just hums

Falling forever / far past the place I began / Never to return

If the king shall fall / I will have a plan in place / for another one

Ostentatious thoughts / The most laconic moments. / Many sweet quandaries

Perspicacity / Thoughts burn brightly in my mind / Realizing the dream

Animosity / For all those on distant lands / My heart is empty

In absentia / carrying  on without you / Wishing you no harm

Ameliorate / The state of my soul within / The shape of my heart

Bipolar Storm

A flipped coin,
Forever spinning,
From heads to tails
and back again...

Two minds next to every point,
Deep South meets Due North,
Far East crosses Old West;
sometimes my tank
Is running on empty.

And sometimes my cup runneth over;
Bound in a knot and completely undone,
A storm within myself...
Summer showers against a winter storm.

Pocket Rockets

By Paolo & Sting

In the zone this is not a game of chance
Others don’t understand why I play
Because I don't play for respect
Winning piles of chips is not my way

I deal the cards to find the answers

This is a love of mystery, not of game

The hidden laws of a probable outcome

To determine the odds of my aim

I know that the spades are daggers of waiting

I know that the clubs will bash a skull in

I know that diamonds aren't forever.

But that's not the shape of my heart

I may play the Jack of diamonds

I may lay the Queen of spades

I may conceal an Ace in my hand

Accepting the memory of it must fade

I know that the spades are daggers of waiting

I know that the clubs will bash a skull in

I know that diamonds aren't forever

But that's not the shape of my heart

That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And If I told you that your eyes were so bright

You’d perhaps wonder what had I done

I’m not a puzzle that needs to be broken

My absolute desires are second to none

Simple talk means very little to me

And when others fall by my hands it’s a shame

But it is never the toss of the dice in the end

It’s the simple psychology of the game

I know that the spades are daggers of waiting

I know that the clubs will bash a skull in

I know that diamonds aren't forever

But that's not the shape of my heart

That's not the shape of my heart

That's not the shape, the shape of my heart 

20 More Haiku - That Makes 60

Thousands of odd things / All jumbled inside my head / Thimbleful of sense

Call me “Perfection” / I will pretend to not hear / the adoration

Castaway dreamer / As night tugs away the light / Tell me a tall tale

The broken pieces / Hit the hard floor and scatter / If I were to fall

Delicate flower / A dark shadow in my mind / So much forgotten

I merely listened / The whisper of her swept by / Time did stopped quickly

Victorious course / March to the tune of battle / Wake of destruction

Sixteenth amendment / Progressive revolution / One hundredth year

Actually blonde / With a head of long brown hair / Daily deceptions

New day has begun / Fiery anger subdued / Outrage is over

In isolation / Beholding the empty page / Beware the terror

Welcoming a guest / A kindness of attention / First time impressions

Set sights far above / On a death defying edge / It was left unsaid

To stop and began / A silly song in the wind / Fleeing sanity

Short-handing of tears / The shocking horrors of fears / Pleading forgiveness

Opposing the now / And foregoing yesterday / Live for tomorrow

Endless loveliness / And continuously runs / The cup overflows

Brimming at the seams / One step ahead of the curve / Full of real reasons

Into the sunlight / Climbing just a bit higher / To dream a new dream

Many of these days / Playfully turning the mind / Spirit of the soul

Prancer

I wish a gift that could not be extinguish.
 If possible I would extend a moment,
Formulate a year to last blissfully forever.
Glowing petals would never fall from,
A red rose of passion on it lustful lips,
Lock in a lively love bounded in its grips.
Water to its heaven, valleys to it peaks
A cycle to its rhythms, a heart to it beats
I speak of what is and what is meant to be
For wedding bells will toll not once,
They will surely ring freely and yearly
Asked a zillion times, edged in stone
The question has but one answer
May your marriage be a prancer