Rideau Canal is
a spring thru fall bike highway
a winter skate path
Parliament building sit
On the hill ruling us all
In English and French
Gatineau hills are so
Lovely year round. Red leaves in
Fall are delicious
Ten below zero
You see puffs of breath, skating
under the blue sky
Turkeys are walking
In a field, not on a farm
Surveying their realm
Potatoes in dirt
Waiting to be dug up soon
Followed by mashing
Cornucopia
Stuffed with pumpkins and a squash
A horn of plenty
When in Osaka
See the historic castle
And ponder history
Chuo sen subway
Many times took me back home
Maido go josha
Amazing Kyoto
Golden temple at sunset
Many festivals
On the bullet train
And Millenium Falcon
You go very fast
Golf is a big deal
Practice at the driving range
Or subway platform
Little known fun thing
Nagashi somen. Yummy
Lefties will struggle
Eating close to home
Restaurants and street vendors
Many yummy treats
Dogs running around
Chasing balls and ducks and sticks
They look so happy
Blown down willow trees
Trunks cut into large sections
Sawdust on the ground
The boy and I talk
as we walk around the lake
Perpetual bond
An owl stole my touque
One night while I was running
Then he dropped it
Yoga under trees
Sunny days and rainy ones too
Our mats in the grass
Lying on my back
Mostly still, arms by my sides
Shivasna begins
My eyes are closed
I am breathing through my mouth
My spine is tall-ish
Feet and hands planted
My butt very high in the air
Downward dog; woof woof.
Sun salutations
sometimes make me feel dizzy
Too much namaste
blood on my knuckles
cut and scraped, dull and aching
what was I punching?
stones tumbling in waves
retreating back toward the sea
fear of being dry
standing on a cliff
staring into the blackness.
forgot my question.
(written while listening to folklore)
Rain drops on bike rides
Somewhere between damp and wet
And then my chain breaks
November yard work
Consists of cutting back stuff
that’s done for the year
Proud eagle standing
On its razor sharp talons
Holding a seagull
Ginko leaves fall
And flutter in a wind storm
Look like little finches
Going to restart
My effort to write haiku
again. wish me luck.
I will publish them
As I write them. Generate
momentum I hope.
The above don’t count.
No references to nature
Same problem here. Tree.
Beautiful red birds
Their plumage looks like horse blood
Even in the shade
The leaves are falling
mostly in wet goopy piles
In the gutter. Ugh.
October was wet.
Many dark and rainy days
Occasional sun.