Slow World [Haiku]

clouds drift 
over a granite dome,
and time slows.

Down the Valley [Haiku]

the sun rises
down the valley:
peeking cautiously.

Blossom Burst [Haiku]

spherical blossom
reminds me of fireworks
from my youth.

Gull Prowl [Haiku]

gull on the prowl:
 wings move erratically,
  head methodically.

Summer Storms [Haiku]

Summer beach day;
 swollen clouds slog nearer:
  mass exodus.

Berry Game Theory [Haiku]

summer berries:
 to pick or let ripen?
  what will birds do?

The Abyss [Free Verse]

Nietzsche said:

“And if thou gaze long
   into an abyss,
  the abyss will also
    gaze into thee.”


I must admit
   the first several times
    that I read this quote,
  I couldn’t tell if it was wise,
    or just had the patina of
     wisdom that comes from 
     parallel sentence structure.

Crisscrossing subject and object
    lends a ring of sagacity.

“If you can’t take 
    Mohammad to the mountain,
  the mountain must come to
    Mohammad.”


“Ask not what your country 
    can do for you,
  but what you can do 
     for your country.”


“If you can’t get the carrots 
    out of the refrigerator,
  get the refrigerator 
     out of the carrots.”


Yes, that last one is nonsense, 
    but it’s not nonsense like:

“The banana pirouetted fuchsia
     all over the underside of
      an A-sharp chord.”

The carrot quote probably took
     your mind some time —
      if only milliseconds —
       to relegate to the
        trash heap. 

That’s why this sentence structure 
     is beloved by godmen &
      politicians: because you can 
       sound wise even if you’re 
       kind of an idiot.

So, I was ready to classify Nietzsche’s 
     quote pseudo-wisdom when I realized 
      that my smartphone was the Abyss, 
       and it was certainly staring back at me.

  It stared through all the data collection &
     neuroscientific and psychological
      research designed to keep 
       a person scrolling.

Maybe Nietzsche was on to something
    that even he didn't fully understand. 

Farmland, Unchecked [Free Verse]

From a hilltop,
   farmland stretches
    to the horizon:
 
parceled into rectangles
   of brown, beige, and oh 
    so many shades of green.

It must be the tropics,
    for ripe grain to 
     coexist with verdant
      & fallow patches.

So different from the farmland
    of my youth
     where all the rectangles 
      were one of two colors -
      because everyone had to
      pack into the same tight
      growing season. 

Personal Jesus [Senryū]

a plump heron
walks on lily pads: my own
Personal Jesus.

Passiflora [Free Verse]

Passiflora looks like
 space-age technology.

it seems like it should
  pick up signals from
  the far reaches of space...

but I doubt it does.