Away in the Wind

Away in the wind

Drifts all manner of things

To the tune of woodwinds

And softly plucked strings

Little Red Moon

Where did you come from,

Little red moon? Oh? My nose?

You've so many friends!

Work

There we go; that's it

Just bend a little bit more

Fingers brush my toes

*

Long, powerful strides,

Pounding the pavement. Thump, thump.

Don't break a leg, kid.

*

Back to grass and dirt

Chest heaving skyward and down

That was good work today

Moon

Between Earth and Moon,

B'sides thousands of satellites,

Only open space

Gustas

~~~

A mi me gustas

Is that "like" or, like, "like-like"?

¿No estoy claro?

~~~

Freedom

~~~

Open cavity

A solemn organ's cage once

Now liberated

~~~

Inspiration's weird

How one sits down

Keyboard at hand

To write some love poetry

For February

Only, nothing comes

But a blank page

A blinking cursor

And several long minutes' frustration

Until something else comes

So, instead of love poetry

About aching hearts and

Sighs, beauty, and the like

I wrote one weird little haiku-thing

Only the one little haiku-thing

And whatever this is.

<3

Temptations

Mouth full of sandwich

"Eat fresh, eat healthy," they say

Daydreaming of fries 

Finals Week

Writing a haiku

It's cold and finals are due

Procrastination

Meatball Sub

Oh, my meatball sub

My dearest friend, meatball sub

Must you burn my mouth?

Coffee Time

Heads droop sleepily

Veins pure of sweet stimulus

Not enough coffee

~~~

Machine's bitter brew

Whirring and purring away

Grants my cup of Joe

~~~

Cold bones rise slowly

Achingly heed their habit

Down a warmth potion

~~~

(LOL, I did this in MS Paint)

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Sky Silk

It was warm the night
The sky silk descended
To lie upon the grass contrite
And left the moon empty scented

Later, the puffs would cry
And early that next morning,
The wind would shudder and sigh,
The salty dew left in mourning

The tart taste of tragedy
Stuck to the backs of throats
An unmoving and firm gravity
Weighed down on empty coats

It was warm the night

The sky silk descended

A child screamed in delight

A fun festival intended

Ten thousand of the faceless

In a moment ended in a flash

Would suddenly coalesce

And, in collection, swallow ash

Later, the puffs would cry

Great stinging droplets

That never did learn to fly

So unlike any of the rockets

It was warm the night

The sky silk descended.



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Haiku Challenge (March 15-21, 2016) ~ Haiku #30-37

I think, perhaps, I have commitment issues. Try as I might, I simply can not stick to a poetic routine. Perhaps routines work against the poetic inspiration? Regardless, I have decided to keep using the #haikuchallenge prompts, even though I have completely failed the concept of writing a haiku daily.

That being said, this post picks up where I left off from the previous post, with an additional poem that has nothing to do with the #haikuchallenge. I wrote Unsaid pt. 2 as a continuation of my thoughts after writing Unsaid. There's this concept I have been wanting to work with, and that is telling narrative through haiku. Or, to be more accurate, to tell haiku-inspired narrative, as my haiku are non-traditional and mostly haiku in form only. With that in mind, Blurred II is a continuation of my thoughts from Blurred in a previous post.

As usual, I encourage feedback in the comments below this post or via twitter @WestonHasty. One of these days, perhaps, I'll write some traditional haiku to shake things up a bit.

Unsaid
(#haikuchallenge 3/15/16)(send)

"Hi" the message reads.
Just do it. Hit send. Hit send.
Delete and delete.

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Unsaid pt. 2

It would have been easy
Hitting send and just waiting.
The blinking cursor |

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The Journey
(#haikuchallenge 3/16/16)(almost)

"Almost there." He said.
A busted, decrepit car.
"Almost..." Choked whisper.

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Blurred II
(#haikuchallenge 3/17/16)(need)

Defining a need.
Connection, Interaction
and Conversation

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Horizon
(#haikuchallenge 3/18/16)(far)

The distant mountain
Not so distant at sundown
Far, the here will be

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Milk Carton
(#haikuchallenge 3/19/16)(ran)

Left unattended
No less happy here than there
And so the boy ran

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Circus
(#haikuchallenge 3/20/16)(horror)

Feral Hit And Run
Cacophony of Silence
Roadside Horror Show

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The Bridge
(#haikuchallenge 3/21/16)(bridge)

Shelves lined long with tomes
That musty odor that hangs
A sign reads, "The Bridge"

 

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Haiku Challenge (March 8-14, 2016) ~ Haiku #23-29

Tackling the #haikuchallenge has really challenged me to push my creative thinking. It's amazing what kind of impact a single required word can have on the entire poem, and I often struggle to decide how to approach a challenge. My poem Brew, for example, required the word "blend", and for the life of me I could not decide what to do with the word. Funnily enough, Brew has a completely different tone than my other poems for this week, which all seem to be dystopian themed.

Once again, I've experimented a great deal with these poems, so feel free to comment/critique as you see fit down below. For next week, I might try to focus on doing some traditional haiku. Maybe.

Blurred

(#haikuchallenge 3/8/16)(need)

I need and I want

Food, wi-fi, water, job, air

The list that goes on

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Policy

(#haikuchallenge 3/9/16)(vote)

The board gathers 'round

A chorus of ayes and nays

The vote settles it

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A Letter

(#haikuchallenge 3/10/16)(thought)

A "Thank-You" for the

Safe Streets, High Ed., Full Bellies

And the Thought Police

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Cold

(#haikuchallenge 3/11/16)(else)

Warmth dissipated

Snow falling on a still chest

"I - I said 'or else'..."

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A Rose by Any Other Number

(#haikuchallenge 3/12/16)(number)

"Number 3-5-9?"

Breath caught, all eyes on me

"Yes, that is my name!"

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Brew

(#haikuchallenge 3/13/16)(blend)

Winter wonderland
Followed by heat waves and rain
An Illinois blend

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Force
(#haikuchallenge 3/14/16)(protect)

Guns, Greanades, and Gas
Riot Shields, Battle Armor
Protect and Defend

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Haiku Challenge (March 1-7, 2016) ~ Haiku #16-22

The following haiku were written as a part of the #haikuchallenge on Twitter. I did some experimenting on some of these. I don't typically rhyme in my haiku (at least, not intentionally), but I made every line rhyme in Sol. In The Regular, Determined and Lost Sight, I experimented with the idea of dialogue in haiku, which is something I have not personally seen or tried before. Feel free to comment/critique down below and let me know which was your favorite!

Storytime
(#haikuchallenge 3/1/16)(fable)

The Little One's snug
Beside the bed I take seat
A fable in hand

Sol
(#haikuchallenge 3/2/16)(summer)

A great ball of blaze
Shimmering, shining through haze
Summer Sun's long days

The Regular
(#haikuchallenge 3/3/16)(regular)

Eyes up, "Who's this guy?"
Bumbling, stumbling through the door
"He's the Regular"

Determined
(#haikuchalleng 3/4/16)(weak)

"Weak." He told himself,
Rising up from off the ground,
"I'll never be weak."

Lost Sight
(#haikuchallenge 3/5/16)(prospect)

"They're all terrible."
"Have you seen the new prospect?"
"No, and why bother?"

Sleepy
(#haikuchallenge 3/6/16)(long)

Wide, gaping mouth-hole
Long, airy exhalation
Truly, a great yawn

Curious
(#haikuchallenge 3/7/16)(ask)

"Why?" the child might ask.
An answer time and again.
Inexhaustible.



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Haiku Challenge (Jan. 14-17, 2016) ~ Haiku #12-15

I wrote the following haiku as part of the #haikuchallenge on Twitter from a while back. I only made it four days in, but I thought I'd put up what I wrote, anyway.

Ruthless Jack
(#haikuchallenge 1/14/16) (fumble)

Frosty's frozen hands
Fumble for and grip my throat
Tightly on this night

Violent Winds
(#haikuchallenge 1/15/16) (bent)

The howling torrents
The bent trees and darkened skies
And the Earth turns still

Bribe

(#haikuchallenge 1/16/16) (bribe)

Bitter, icy cold

Could I only bribe Summer

Bribe with my shivers

Faith

(#haikuchallenge 1/17/16) (faith)

The Sun dips below

But the Children need not fear

Have faith in a dawn



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Low Battery ~ Haiku #11

Light growing dimmer
Panic levels rising fast
All comes to an end

Good-Bye

It was a long ride
Silence
And the need to hide

It was a dark day
Quiet
And skies of grey

It was a still hand
Cold
And... and...

He was gone.

Busing ~ Haiku #10

Shoulder to shoulder
The smell of complete strangers
A tube of warm bods

Disney World ~ Haiku #9

It's Disney World time
Rides and shows and characters
A magical time

Pleasantries ~ Haiku #8

Oh, hello, good day

Health, work, news, and the weather

Bye, see you later