how unexpected


do i expect to fly;
i feel my toes
avert my eyes

do i work
to unground;
i have stone-
stroking tendencies

do i ask phalanges
to web;
stop falling
for this feathered crap

do i let
heaven talk
for me;
fix future flights

do i know
what’s real;
can i actually
take it off?


inspired by Karin Gustafson
art at Real Toads


Classic Haiku 古典的ハイク

birds in flight

a furious flight~
sleepy branches will shimmy
slicing through the air

Carpe Diem host Chèvrefeuille invites us to return to where it all began – the roots of haiku, remembering the classical rules of writing it:
1. Describe a moment as short as the sound of a pebble thrown into water (present tense)
2. 5-7-5 syllables
3. Use a kigo (or seasonword)
4. Use a kireji (or cuttingword)
5. Sometimes a deeper spiritual or Zen-Buddhistic meaning
6. First and third line are interchangeable
7. No Self, avoid personal or possessive pronouns (I, me, my); it’s an experience not how the poet feels about it

On Leaving Home

Morning’s mama bird is dutiful
Her chest is full of love
Her wings flap with experience
Her nestling secured at home
Teaching the instinctual
She coaxes the novice bird
Flying is a natural act and
We are not flightless birds
Fledgling distrusts hollow bones
And lacks real muscular power
Flying feels like drowning in water
In coughs and spits and gags
Birds of air must overcome
Learned psychological dependence
Mama understands this and allows
A few hard falls to the ground
These are the mechanics
Of flight–
Young bird
Stretches her wings