A Bygone Era

Whoops!

I just realized that I am behind on posting haiku. Hence, there is now a four month back-log of my weirdness.

Here are some poems from March in no particular order.

Originally, I had a great picture of an earthworm (Lumbricus terrestris) crawling on the sidewalk after it rained to accompany the first poem, but I could not find it in my recent photos. I apologize if this causes any disappointment.

It’s worming season!

Lumbricids crawl on sidewalks

Just looking for love?

03/31/20
Queen snake half-coiled with head raised.
03/31/20
Snake rears up, ready
To strike at me on the trail
Crawl back into your hole!
Shelves in a grocery store, almost completely denuded of toilet paper.
03/13/20
Coronavirus
Three new confirmed cases now
Are in my hometown
03/20/20
Peek a boo kitty
Thinks she is in the Jungle
Preparing to pounce
Recently built houses, one with windows brightly lit, the other dark with a truck parked in the driveway. The sun is setting behind a bank of purple clouds in the background between the two houses.
03/23/20
My brain is slowly
Turning into slushy goo
It’s past my bedtime
Perspective looking up at the Sun Prairie Public Library, a beige brick building late in the afternoon in early March. A tiny crescent moon in the blue sky directly above the peak of the roof.
03/06/20
O blessed building
Most of the work gets done
At the library

As a thank-you for reading my poetry, here is a picture of an impending altercation between my cats:

On the left, a large male brown tabby cat with white paws and chest stands on a kitchen counter in front of a colander filled with shredded kale, facing a small grey female cat that is backing away from him.
“No, Graefin. You can’t eat mom’s kale!”

I will share some more haiku before the end of next month.

Stay safe, everyone!

Back in 2019…

Captivated by
snow covered branches in a
winter wonderland
Poor Doctor kitty,
soon to be victim of a
soot panther attack
O tractor sublime
abandoned and alone
it’s unnatural
Little shadow cat
her amber eyes watching me
in silent judgment
The sunshine without
bears no reflection upon
the gloom within
See the mini mouse?
Isn’t it adorable?
Where is the Mickey?

And that wraps up the haiku poetry from 2019!

Manifestations of a chronic boondoggler…in verse

My brain is weird.
Little ball of fluff
my cat almost did you in
now you’re in prison
Hark! the herald cried
something dead over yonder
the vultures circle
O caterpillar
trail-way trundling along
little woolly bear
I agree with Calvin;
tiger-stripe cats’ fur is mere
ornamentation
Brothers together
hold fast to family ties
cardinal virtue
Pink feathery tufts
beneath amber sky at dusk
imaginary
One side makes you tall
the other, even shorter
both sides will kill you