6/30: the strange ones

are you going down where the strange ones live?

tonight,

tonight

let's go down

down by the rusted railroad tracks

down by the river past the tires and the broken shopping cart.

let's hang our feet off the broken bridge

and watch the water flow by.

maybe we'll see one of the strange ones

reflected up at us, kicking into the red sky.

5/30: Hey!

Hey! you want to say
there's this amazing thing
called Life! -
have you heard of it?

I know you want to say this
because I recognize you
as you whiz by me on the interstate
intent on the getting to.

what is it that happens
on the road to living
that leaves us strangers
when we arrive?

4/30: mini van haiku #2

mini van rolling
around town like a bad ass.
yo, the rain hides us.

3/30: the doe-woman's message

The second time I saw the doe-woman
she was far down the trail,

she was crossing with steps that seemed
to have no movement to them -
to be moving and not moving

her neck swiveled and our eyes met
and her dual existence
was evident in her black eyes.

What am I supposed to make of you?
I asked quietly, not moving, not wanting to spook her.

There are things you do not understand
was what I heard
though perhaps it was just the wind.

And then she bounded from the path
and was gone.

What revelation is that?
I am not such a fool.

2/30: mini van haiku

mini van jamming
down the highway to old school
the wind is outside

1/30: Impenetrable

This year we will penetrate the walls,
pass through the fogs,
out wit the guardians.

We aren't meant to be outside -
it's really a test -

this year we will pass
this year we will pass on.

a new project - 30 in 30

So I've tried to do a 365 - a poem a day for a year - and failed. I tried this year to do a 52 - a poem a week for a year - and failed. Now I am going to try to do a 30 in 30 - a poem a day for 30 days. Let's see how that goes.