Haiku Kukai 3

Global Haiku • Millikin University • June 2016

scalding water
are you the potato
or the egg

village monster
knocks
a moment . . . a pamphlet

shining stars . . .
a new beginning

laced fingers and nervous lips
just lean in
first kiss

long lost time
made up in five
minutes

the strong hard hit
always ends up
safe at home

looking at the mirror
to see how good
I look

giant cargo plane
why can that thing fly
when I can’t?

as the fish swim
I get lost in my dreams
don’t wake me

I do
actually
I don’t

birds do it
bees do it
euphoria

Someday
my prince
will go away

my father was never there
yea you have yours I see
must be nice

will this be the day?
the day I find myself
maybe tomorrow

she watches intently
as her childhood
drives away

apocalypse
it shatters on the floor
spilled milk

I stare at the computer
twirling my curls
wondering what to say next

one end and the other
together they tighten
the rope

my heart is full of hate
it’s not a black or white issue
it's beyond that

blood red knuckles
stain the wall
she exhales

mourning dove spreads wings
maybe divorce would be best

my curls are beautiful
going in every direction
a mind of their own

oh dear
says the wolf
antlers

green mountain
   harder to breath
      at the bottom

toil and trouble
the prince
boils

ready by 6:45am
a walk to the bus stop
with grandad

the girl chants
witchcraft
on the playground

steamy escape
       hardy
              oatmeal

clear and brisk
as the summer ends
see you soon

one two three
skips
interrupts the oasis

welcome children
take your shoes off
do you want something to eat?

eating alone
good food
still hungry

fearless
climbs a mountain
still at sea level

little knocks
from little knuckles
wake up wake up

vocal chords
still recovering
sparrows sing on my behalf

ready or not,
the time is unstoppable
train

too many clothes
in the drawer . . .
     it won’t close

sweat on the beer can
drips slowly
in the sun

wooly worm
personal growth
Winter arrives early

how the water shines
I hear a heartbeat
save me

 

sweltering desert
I know what we’re doing
but not why

© 2016, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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