~Haikus, Tankas and Rengas~

21 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Escondes tesoros,
Tus palabras calladas,
Regalos de oro

Bella durmiente,
Lejos—extremadura,
Pensando perlas.

Vi, sin pensarlo,—
Sin saber porque, llego,—
Sin saber porque, se fue,—
Al alma volo.
Del alma volo.

Blanca paloma,
Siempre tierno pienso en ti,
Con llanto sutil.
Cantando febril.

Si pudieses ir,
Al pais mas lejano,—
¡Dime si hay amor!​

 

21 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Plowing through wet slush,
Heavy snow with sand and salt,—
Moving on slick dime.

Just a bit of snow,—
Seems to interfere with life,
¿Where is beauty's glow?

Mad drivers flash by,
Whirling, swirling, squirting mush,—
Paint all sloppily.

Slippery tread walls,—
¡Must make calls!—Rushing, swishing,
Crashing—¡Hectic falls!

All the madness—gone,
Happened quick,—Just one brief stroke,
Death had its fine joke.​

 

Renga

21 December 2004

Corpus Christi, Texas

¿A gun or a truck?
A bullet takes a lot of luck,
Or a bit of puck,
To strike true its objective,
¡Not so three ton invective!
(¡Unaimed crushing projectile!)

Winter slick black ice,
On it drives our fleeting life,
¿Is danger a vice?
(Danger,—¿Death's device?)
Some say it's just spice.​

 

December Solstice—Renga

21 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Sun tried to go South,
Found self stuck in orbit,
Old habits unchanged.

I keep telling them,
Lifetime habits are what counts,—
Spring, Summer or Fall.

For even Winter,—
Frozen in its frigid breath,
Has its season's ways.

Lay upon cold berm,
Piles of earth thrown upon bones,
¿Will mine be on top?
¿Laid upon cold berm?

Days in brightening,
Sun rejoices lengthening,
Soon Spring's joy bringing.

Sofly you reside,—
Perfect counterpointing song,—
Illusory brief.

In time's foggy mists,
Slanted winter rays glancing,—
Only in man's eye.​

 

Fairy Tales Gone Wrong—Renga

22 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Poisoned candy stripes,
¿Maybe dwarfs from Oz did that?
¿Midgets short or little boys?
Halloween's top toys.

Fattening them both,
Sugared carbohydrate broth,—
Plenty of soft sloth.

Fed just sweets in youth,
Young diabetics uncouth,—
¡Mass of lard,—In truth!

Gentle Gretel,—lass,
Didn't have lots of pizzazz,—
Just long bones for jazz.

A couple of days,
To cook Hansel's huge fat ass,—
That's without the sass.​

 

Colored Rainbow Lips—Renga

22 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Lavender snow lips,
Exhaling soul's whitened mists,
¿Purple magic trysts?

Turquoise teeth inked skin,
Ivory cream pearls that grin,
Blue and blue—marking.
¡Must have happened in my dreams!
Never from your dainty whims.

Basil bitter green,—
When your lips touch mine,—I cringe;
Even sweet has doubts.

Lemon yellow sun,
Citrus kisses—piercing joys,
Summer revival.

Apricot soft tongue,
Fuzz and melted rapture long,
Syrupy surfeit.

Tomato blush—¡Hush!
Deep kisses fill your cheeks's flush,—
Unrestraining rush.​

 

23 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Susurration's kiss,
Without Her,—Life's gone amiss,—
Left but cicatrix.

Sullen wind cold blew,—
In its ire,—White bodies strewn,
Lily death perfumed.

I've always loved white,—
Everyday quiet, patient,—
Enveloping light.
Insinuating brightly,
Persuading ever slightly.

Winter ravages,
Cutting, slicing savages,
Everything rages.

Just one sweet moist kiss,
From a perfumed Lily's mouth,
This,—Would be heaven.​

 

Christmas Eve 2004—Renga

24 December 2004

Corpus Christi, Texas

Full-blown snow storm came,

Blocked the South Texas sunshine,

Blanched gold sand to white.

Went to feed the poor,

But the cold kept them away,—

Even that needs means.

Potted mango tree,

Slick green leaves covered with snow,—

Tropical—Arctic.

Wonderful this day,

Music, mirth, food—family,

Warm hearth and warm hearts.​

 

Christmas Day 2004—Renga

25 December 2005
Corpus Christi, Texas

Gift of purity,
Unexpected grace came down,
Blanketed the world.

A single white crane,
Streaked across puffed-cloud blue sky,—
Orange legs outstretched.

Into just one day,
All distilled life's dreams condensed,
Yellow sun—white fields.

Garlic-onion stuffed,
Gobler's roasting,—Merrily,
Nutmeg cocoa.

Bowed our heads and prayed,
For our countrymen abroad,
May they soon come home.​

 

Haiku 24Dec04—Renga

24 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

¿Just that?—¡Oh, too bad!
'Cause so bad was that chick look,
Back to her pad took.



Masks, clothes, veils—& more,
What's hidden and what's revealed,—
Exposed photograph.


Gold sun threads black void,—
Milk woman weaves blonde hair's thrall,—
Man gapes in dark spell.



Tropic flower cold,—
¿How can her soul not conspire?
Frigid hands tear heart—


Bought a fat turkey,
Instructions to cook,—¡Turn Key!
All of us tackey.



Cymose panicles,
Fractal spreading up and out,
Intersecting buds.


Salt crystals on brown,
Convolutions bending bread,
From street vendor—¡Hot!



Warm breath on cold glass,
Outward visions reflect in,—
Inward vision's reflection,—
Outward visions reflecting,—
Filling up the heart.



Patterned china cup,
In ivory bowl steams tea,
Two ruby lips sip.



Underneath bright lights,
Red and bronzed are all the sights,
Shortening the nights.



Cerberus 'twas said,
Every soul sniffed 'til it stayed,
¿Should they all have prayed?


Wrapped up like a gift,
Life offers up our daily grit,
All the stars but grin.



Vital life force falls,
Misty swirling tons crash down,
Cascading to me.



Moor's an Eden old,
Spoor we carry in our dreams,
Lure of grassy fields.​

 

Haiku 27Dec04—Renga

27 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Circularity,—
Life's whirling merry-go-round,
Dizzying its whirr.



Math, weird flowing script,—
Quirky quantum state of mind,—
Dynamics of chance.



Abandonment finds,
Its own way to fulfill love,
For love blooms inside.
For love's true insight.



Wash my hands to cook,
Wash my hands to make love too,—
¡With a little heat!​

 

Seaquake—Renga

27 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Sumatra's North tip,—
Underworld rips its own skin,
Trembling piercing pain.
Spreading concentric harsh force,
Widening—extinguished scope.

Hypocenter hid,
Whipped its fury thousand miles,
Touching Bengal's shores.

Tsunami rippled,
Twenty five thousand lives gone,
Supersonic wave.
30 Foot high curl.

Mass graves on the beach,
Sand absorbs man's fallen dead,
Footsteps that won't tread.

No ceremony,
Ocean swallowed whole—buried,
Death and dirt full paired.

Flimsy fishing boats,
You who ply could not clear scry,
Ocean's dark intent.

Piano—cello soothe,
Franck's sonata ripples out,
Traveling with souls.​

 

27 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Man asks many whys,
Leading but to tears and cries,
No one knows life's lies.

Breath is but a clock,
Helping heart mark day's demise,
Hard truth to surmise.

¿Where's love's magic key?
Unlocks heart and sets it free,
Mirth and glee—¡A spree!

Tsunami drowning,
Unexpected earth rage sharp,
Cutting fragile stalks.

Ouroburos rolls,
Mouth in tail—taking its tolls,
Humanity—¡Dolls!​

 

December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Men will always fight,
It's this nature of this beast,
To kill his brothers.


Musk that stirs man's soul,
¿Could that earthen smell be you?—
Penetrating through.



Never ending tale,
Hate and love and lust and greed,—
!That's sly man for you!



Soft your glance—Touches,
Gently piercing distances,—
Boldly heart pulses.



Life force fights and lives,
Innumerable its ways,—
We can't understand.



Vampire lips pressed close,
Black and purple burns stain neck,—
Passion's tattoo marks.



Briars shred soft skin,
Words with edges sharp as steel,
Unfeeling they pierce.



Kisses soft as snow,
Only from inside deep soul,—
Now,—Only You,—Know.



Lip gloss smell gently,
Your two eyes of purple sky,
Warm breasts in cool night—
Indelibly,—Woman stayed.


Perfect's only as,—
You perfect him to your form.
Woman conforms man.



Internal the pin,
Extrudes through soft outside skin,
Conformation—pain.
Confirmation's pain.



Sensibility,—
Sensitivity inside,
Senses bringing pain.



Succulent soft kiss,
Succubus slowly absorbs,
Succusing our soul.



In the gut lies heart,
Ancient Greeks once told us so,
But, we listened not.



Rough canvas toga,—
I tug,—you tug,—back & forth,—
¡One must surely fall!



Glowing silver orb,—
Spiraling out lily's core,—
Water lotus calm.



When you feel all world,
Time becomes a glowing sun,
Filling up all sight.



Asleep her victims,—
Smelling dreams of woman musk,
Enthralled lover's death.​

 

Them and Us—Renga

28 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

It's hard to admit,
We don't understand at all,—
¿Does compassion bloom?

I don't think I know,
Of a way to comprehend,
What goes on outside.
What proceeds inside.

In another's mind,
There's such strange mentality,—
Raging at man's world.
Glaring animal.

Each mind grows alone,
Innumerable pathways,
Connecting Left—Right,
Everyone so different,

Not a single one the same.
Words are so opaque,
Sparking feelings running wild,

I'm not even sure,
That we see the same colors;
Or, smell wine and bread the same.

Superficial face,
Makes all of us look alike,—
Martians—Venusians.

Each feeling a world,—
Every sense eternity,—
Into paltry words.​

 

29 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

We leave or are left,
Only change is truly deft,—
Leaving us bereft.


Gossip,— Girls & boys,
Corrosive toy—Friends destroys,
Poison its envoys.
Poisons its envoys.


Hard white into sprays,
Earth tilts and shifts sun's gold rays,—
Life sprouts in new ways.


Wrapped in tropic's heat,
Life's profusion spreads its beat,
Everything must eat.



Sanguinary drops,
Ochre swirls from tall tree tops,
Burning ashes—¡Pops!



Breath puff—white cloudy,
Water drops—patterned hoary,
Beauty—Death—Doubly.



A touch so gently,
True friend's caresses softly,
Heart—Eternally.



Destruction rains down,
Creation brews from below,
Magnetically.



Fast contracts stomach,
Distends wild mind's illusions,—
I—magi—nation.



Reflecting silver,
No iris darkling sees her,—
Clear orbit seer.



Thank you. Your brief words,
Healed me of all illusions,—
That man can mend ways.​

 

30 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Having understood,
Man & Woman wrinkled wait,—
Winter's hoary lace.



Mind—Life's gold—True key,
To mold it and the body,
Brings fulfillment's fey.



Then there were giants,
Traced the mysteries of life,
With their fingertips.



Sushi's not for all,
Fresh fish raw's taste acquired,—
Like most food man eats.



Faith's a love unseen,
Wed to charity and peace,
Makes Saints out of men.


Love inconstant comes,
To become most constant North,—
In its kingdom rules.


Exploding sparks flash,
Musk-skin-salt-curves igniting,—
Frenzy's pitch driving.



Sweet words softly said,
Silk falls—gently hair unbraids,
Pale moon—lover maid.



Beauty so precise,—
Beat's repetition in time,—
For it's all new life.



Resonance so sweet,—
Pain & Joy,—Embedded deep;
Makes me want to weep.



One person's courage,
Overcomes even blind rage,—
Faith makes all more sage.



If it doesn't kill,
But, leaves scar tissues,—marks dark,
¿Shark attack; or, lark?



Even a slight lisp,
Gets smothered in lips's sweet twists,—
Unlike gun smoke wisps.



Elves and dwarfs alight,
On fluorescent toadstool bright,—
Magical delight.



Little angel wings,
Bearing chubby small cherub,
Bringing desire wild.
​

 

31 December 2004

Corpus Christi, Texas

Munching—crunching—nips,
A cacophany of crips,
All near red soft lips.



The root cause of things,
Hard for most men to perceive,
Harder still—believe.


Melodies reside,
Bounding inside—echoing,
Harmony of life.



Vibrating strings tuned,
To a fever pitch in love,
Resonating lips.



¿Is it love can't wait?
¿Or, reproduction's crazed game?
Patient heart gets both.



Fierce panther shreds heart,
Knowing her scalpel claw's cut,
Passion's her blood sport.



Clinquant stenciled—Love,
Flim-Flam artist's creation,—
Never finds Heart—True.



'Tis not clear at all,
What we win or what we lose,
So, just watch with care.
But so complex is man's world,
That no one can know it all.



Enclosed deep subway,
Propelled,—All lives unfolding,—
Passengers don't care.
Each sits among each other,—
Ignorant—Humanity.
Ignoring Humanity.


Cushioned on red leaves,
Flying on silk carpet dreams,—
Love—illusions brings.


Brittle as blown glass,
Frozen breezes from love's mouth,—
Sneezes—Shattered lies.



Pattern seeking man,
Random fractal happenings,—
Finds meaning inside.
(Finds meanings insight.)

Ineffable life,
Yet, words expressive praise it,—
Leaving,—Mystery.
I,—but shed one tear,
When swift sea gull swept past waves,—
White blur—sea-sky-bird.


DNA inside,
Cries out, "¡There's the perfect match!"
Body pays the price.

Tattoos, split-tongues bold,
Iridescent peacock's tail,—
Flaunt—¡Impress a mate!

Snip, tuck, fill, cut, slice,—
Curves create perfection's grace,—
With a little rouge.

Even if its lace,
Love's another damn arms race,—
For a perfect face.


Mind's satiety,
Satyr without piety,
Heart's exiguity.

Every comment terse,
Every phrase a little verse,
So we can converse.

Oh, I do approve,
That you comment in a groove,
And my thoughts improve.

A bit dense brief words,
Because they're stretched like tight chords,
Creating discourse.



If past was rewound,
Then, you wouldn't write poems,—
& I cryptic notes.



Even just one hour,—
Eternity for joy's love,—
All blooms must soon fade.



When wolf returns home,
Green willows blossom again,
Life in plenitude.



¿Wither goes whither?—
Wherever weather wishes,—
Whispering—Whistling.



Life is little things,
That we do and feel each day,—
Mint gum—Lip gloss—Sun.



Hot upwelling earth,
Swelled ocean's might—Tsunami,
Supersonic speed.



Ender ends a war,
Wanders through the universe,—
Wonders in a verse.

Luscious—verdant green,
Precious—venal monkey's grin,
Cain flees North for gain.

Sacrifice of old,
Interred fond servants and wives,
To serve in next lives.

Lucifer just laughs,
Thinking of foolish-crazed man,
¿What will He do next?



Carbon dioxide,
Led long proboscis to blood,—
Seven shriveled dwarfs.​

 

Sudden Impact Thoughts—Renga

31 December 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Nature burps—men die,
Unexpected—Vesuvius,
Some died breaking fast.

Man wages His wars,
Nature doesn't even hate,
¡Yet She sure can kill!

Impulse driven man,
Evolutionary drives,
There's no peace for him.

Estimate's gone up,
1-2-0 Thousand more,
The wave swallowed whole.

Hindu New Year feasts,
Have all been toned down to mourn,
Blasting force felled friends.

Artie Shaw just died,
Did all—could not have been more,
With a clarinet.

What a King was He,
8 Wives—¡All of them beauties!
¡Eat your heart out Henry!

1 Is not a Prime,
Be-Ing A-Lone—Regally,—
Soul melts in Time's brine.

Mechanics—Perfect;
Cosmetics—Revelation;
Beauty—Function: True.
Beauty—Function true.
True Beauty—Function.
Beauty's function true.
Beauty's true function.
Function's beauty true.
True: Beauty—Function.​

 

New Year Renga

2 January 2004
Corpus Christi, Texas

Fold me within you:
Origami heart takes flight—
Tears apart, undone.

1 January 2005.

¡What a calendar!
Seventeen sparkling soft notes,—
Full year's melody.

Tinkling little notes,
She deposited quite brief,—
Dimensional mind.

Flat blank sheet before,
Now it has soul's volume spread,—
Since enfolded heart.

Down a folded crease,
Hidden lives my little heart,
¿Can it still—Be smooth'd?

Folded once, then twice,
Unblemished paper's deep crease,—
¿Will it take sharp knife?

Roll heart gently up,
Softly exhale bamboo flute,—
Fill inside with You.

Your green tea has spilt,—
Take my whiteness and absorb,
All the stains life makes.

White longs for deep black,
Dark dreams reach beyond pale flat,
¿Where's Heart's magic script?

Crushed & thrown away,—
Flying snowflake in a storm,
Iridescent ash.

Fuchsia lips press white,
Fragrant beauty's watermark,—
Imprints permanence.

Creased white rice paper,
Concupiscent tesseract,—
Melts like eucharist.​