Haiku for (Hillary)

White under green shards,
Geometric and random:
What is it? A cheese?

Contamination--
Nuclear or Communist?
Ask a new question.

Oh but my darling,
Magazines are not human!
Buy yourself a clue.

Finals: imminent.
Examinations: too soon.
Kiss leisure adieu.

A Space

Leaf without a tree
Night sky with no Milky Way
There’s something missing...

A Diana's Garden of Verse

What to do, where to go
List it all in columns
Capitalize and punctuate
Organize, number, bullet

Bullets in a circle
Bullets in a row
Are they so different?
Yes, but both are definite

Definitely not, I say
Eyes pointing at the sky
If not, then why, I ask
And reassess my feet

A foot hanging by a knee
Perpendicularly lined
Sole getting a look around
Making the moment last

Lastly, firstly, and in between
They line up in heaven
But for two, they're middling
All ambiguous, un-noteworthy

Worthy is the Lamb
What a noble phrase!
Meaning? What meaning?
There's something to it?

It's different than it seems
Or so they've always said
On a cloud or in a book
Clawing at the world

Worldly pleasures...sin?
Oh, please and thank you
Come, let's go have a beer
And reevaluate our relationship

For Grandma, 72

So here's a haiku.
Why did I write it for you?
You're seventy-two!

I guess I should say
You're getting wiser each day
(Not to mention gray...)

(But gray's a good shade
Because by God it was made.
...At least it won't fade!)

Sin City

Million flashing lights,
Funds from every orifice,
Love sold for half price.

This is Sin City.
Debauchery Oasis.
Iniquity's Den.

But Josh is here now,
And I want to hear him sing.
So, yay for Vegas!

Finals Week

My brain hurts like mad.
Quit forcing me to learn things!
What is a square meal?

Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch...

The Sevvies are dead--
Or they're pretending right now.
Oh: it's Friday night.

That makes more sense now.
They're just hibernating now.
They don't exist now.

Have they been raptured?
Oh wait: we don't believe that.
Well, I'll join them now.

Just a Thought...

I am exhausted
And my eyelids are drooping.
I think I'll quit school!