Haiku – Philosophical Ablution
Morning instruction:
Breathe Deeply for Best Results.
Sagacious hairwash
~Richard
Democracy inaction
Prompted by this article in the Evening Standard
One:
I didn’t think my vote would count
He mumbled the day afterwards
All I wanted was to make a point
And give Cameron a bloody nose
Now I look at the map
And see four countries where there was one
I don’t know what’s going to happen
I wish we could have a second chance
Two:
I didn’t think my vote would count
He mumbled the day afterwards
I thought it was in the bag
So I went to the pub instead
Now I look at the map
And see four countries where there was one
I don’t know what’s going to happen
I wish we could have a second chance
~Richard
Haiku: Brexit
~ Haiku – Brexit ~
The fate of the land,
decided by rhetoric.
Midsummer begins.
Choose wisely, my friends….
~Richard
Haiku: Modern Dance
~ Modern Dance ~
Buzzing metal bees
prepare for wiggling dances
through the Chennai streets
~ Richard
I am Iron Man
~ I am Iron Man ~
On the Seventh Day
I descend to my subterranean sanctuary
And, encircled by mysterious machinery
In my windowless room
I become Iron Man
Starting with the yoke
I smooth out the material.
I check the front and back for marks
And move onto the arms
That will encase my torso.
As I press ahead
Ensuring my garb is in top condition
I try not to think of the week ahead
Finally, my task is over
And I place the five shirts onto hangers for my closet
~Richard
Sleepwalking
I was fortunate to be in New York City for a day and had time to visit the High Line for the first time. This old elevated railway line ceased to be used in 1980 but was saved and converted into a 1.45 mile walk over the last 15 years or so. It first opened to the public in 2009 and includes planting and art installations as well as great views of the city. It is well worth the effort to see when visiting Manhattan.
Like many of the other visitors on this bright, but windy day I was particularly struck by Tony Matelli’s amazingly realistic painted bronze sculpture, “Sleepwalker.” Initially I thought it was a performance artist but quickly realized that there was no way he could have maintained that pose in the strong gusts of wind, and without goosebumps! It is a very interesting piece and got me a-thinkin’…
~ Sleepwalker ~
Immobile he stands
With arms outstretched
Reaching for something
Unseen
What triggered his moment
Now frozen in time?
One thing is clear,
We all need a door.
Even those who sleepwalk
In daylight…
~Richard
Haiku: Tolerance
~ Tolerance ~
Tumbling, the words fall
onto paper, unstructured.
A great speech takes shape.
I created this artwork over six months ago when the Republican “race for nomination” was already well underway. It has been a long haul so far and is now going to become even more interesting…
Thelonious Monkey, felonious monkey
Several years ago I wrote a a few poems on a fun theme for no other reason than I liked the sounds of the words. They were inspired by: Robbie Williams’ “Me and my Monkey”, the children’s book Slinky Malinky, by Lynley Dodd, and the the wonderful sounding name of the phenomenal jazz pianist Thelonious Monk (obviously).
Here is one of them:
Thelonious Monkey, felonious monkey
Thelonious Monkey is marked as a felon
For down in the market
He pilfered a melon
He hasn’t been caught yet
But oh, he was seen
Rolling his booty
Down to the green
The policemen were called out
To put into detention
This fruit-stealing anthropoid
Who’s just seeking attention.
~Richard
Haiku: May the Fourth
~ Haiku: May the 4th ~
Distant galaxy
Where villains and lovers fight
Here, strong the Force is.
~Richard
… someone had to do it 🙂
Poppy
~ Poppy ~
Poppy is no Angel,
for every 20 minutes*
a Lover succumbs
to her overpowering charms.
Rendered Breathless forever
as they dream of other places;
some chose an Escape from reality,
while for others it was a mistake.
Either way, Finality.
For them, and seventy others
the new Dawn tomorrow
will rise unseen.
Other Eyes will be moist
as they look on and ask, Why?
Why did Poppy do this to my child,
my lover, my friend?
Why did She lead them so far
down the road to Despair
and what did she offer
that Ensnared them so?
*source: http://www.cdc.gov/mmwr/preview/mmwrhtml/mm6450a3.htm
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