Three poems

don't tell me about
piano bench wars --
i only want to watch for bananafish

on trial
each day, judgement
without accusations
just
razor eyes averted
and myriad cuts
each deeper than the
last

the rain is my lover
this night --
kisses wet on my face

Here are a handful of older poems. I’ll toss up some of these recent “older” poems over the next few days. Most were written within the past two years, give or take a few months. I didn’t retain dates, which is okay, IMHO.

The first and last of the three are done in what I call the Jon Muth style of haiku. It isn’t really haiku, but attempts to capture haiku’s feel without worrying overmuch about counting syllables. In the past, I found that the 5/7/5 pattern took away from the ziran or tathātā nature of haiku and so I developed a preference for the Muth’s style as found in Hi Koo! [see below image for Muth’s own explanation].

The second poem is my normal free-form.

The end argument from Hi, Koo! by Jon J Muth

Originally published on sceadugenga.com