a way to peace haiku

This week's prompt from Haiku Bones is "peace"

internalize the

concept of the oneness of

all humanity

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Incandescent

Incandescent….prompt for Haiku Bones this week.

magnifying glass
hot circle burns me open
can you see me now?


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Trembling Haiku

Haiku Prompt today from Haiku Bones is 'trembling'

here comes the trash truck

windows shake like dominos

all the way down street

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electrifying haiku

The prompt from Haiku Bones for this week's haiku is "electrifying".

schizophrenia

brain can't take it any more!

electrocution

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Treeku

Come hither branches

white bark blue sky sweet sunshine

all those unclimbed trees...

My haiku this week is from the prompt "regret" at haikubones

Old Gum Tree Photo by John Baker

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Cardinal Haiku

I've just been invited to join a Haiku Blog.

Here is my first one,

inspired by looking out the window after a snow storm right now.

dancing kings, black crowns

red polka dots on white snow

crimson royalty

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EcostoreUSA Gift Certificate Winner

A winner has been chosen for the 25 dollar gift certificate for EcoStore USA,

from a unique comment left on Face Book, which this blog feeds into.

CONGRATULATIONS VERNYCE!

who wrote a clever and funny comment about chemicals: as follows:

...in my compost,
on my hair,
in my laundry nothing's there.

nothing's makes me itch or burn,

nothing to hurt tomato or fern.

doggie's clean hair is shiny,

yet amounts used are so tiny.

i've got compost smokin' out back,

w/those worms on full attack!

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Bring in the Fastest Car

Bring in the fastest car you can find

because I need to get out of here quick!
The toilets are overflowing, the pipes cracking,
the bathtub just fell into the kitchen
the food in the refrigerator rots,

clothes in the closets don’t fit.
The tables in the house are legless,

pages are out of books, or glued together,
Every pan is burnt, no pieces for any of the games,

the suits have no ties,
Chairs are broken. The couches overstuffed and exploded.
Every dish, plate, saucer, mug, serving plate
slid off the counter and smashed.
The pictures are falling off the walls
People jump out of the paintings and run for their lives.
Our silverware is bent, forks have no teeth,

spoons are flat, knives dull.
Our children have grown and the beds are too small.
Glasses with no frames and only one contact lens,
chicken pot pie without the chicken,
soap is out of the dish and into the fishbowl.
Dogs are meowing and cats bark
The swings in the yard have lost their seats.
The slide has a crack right down the middle
because a child ran up it and fell through
The clothesline fell down and clothes mulched into the ground.
The neighbors are divorcing, today newspaper is yesterdays
The whole house is on fire and the creek overflows.
The roof just blew off the house, flying through the neighborhood,
the vegetable garden flying alongside,

cabbage, corn and tomatoes on the go
It's time to hit the road.

Fall Poem

Fall is such a beautiful feast for the senses. I invite you to post what fall does for you.....Click on comments and type away! Here's my poem about fall.

Hello and Good-bye

Wake up
and go outside
Dive into a pile of leaves
Headfirst!
Take in a mouthful.
Swallow the
Red
Yellow
Orange
Green.

Mud on your cheeks
Leaves on your lips
Colors melting in your eyes
Red lit leaves
Fire hot chili
Candy apples
Hard red shine
Red paintbrush on the canvas
Red everywhere
Only red, red and more red

It’s the tree
in my front yard right now
Redder than red
A hundred shades of red on a single leaf
An orchestra of red
The clash
of red’s mischievous cymbals
interrupts the silent green meadow


Orange tree
Standing next to red
Orange lifesavers
Pumpkin red headed siren
Sweet potato pie
Orange lingering
on the way to yellow
Lemon light

Yellow hello
Looking up now
A swipe of Blue sky paintbrush
Divides the treetops

I wish for every child
To get on a school bus
each morning
and have some loving body
there in front of the house,
Watching the noisy yellow
roll away down the black street,
waving and smiling

Kids at the back shouting
Heads crowded into the window
Laughing
Silly
Kids
Happy

And be there
when they come home.
Waving and smiling again.