Haiku a Day #26

Gazing eye to eye
in mantra meditation
the whole universe


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Haiku a Day #25

I recall family
Christmas mornings, food, laughter
wind through iced branches

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Haiku a Day #24

Haiku a Day #24
Tired of haiku yet? The project is almost over, six more days to go. I suspect we’ll all be glad.
I have found it beneficial in writing and poetry to explore darkness, but one of the things I love about haiku is that it usually brings out my lightness and appreciation for beauty, and for beautiful moments. Sometimes in haiku there’s also the hidden melancholy or tragedy inside the beauty, but speaking to that is still elevating in the way it unites us in the complexity of the human experience.
Doing this every day, there was bound to be one of those days, and today is that day. During the course of this project, most days have yielded more than one Haiku, even though I’m only sharing one a day. Today I couldn’t find my warm and fuzzy no matter how hard I tried. So I warn you, don’t read on if you don’t like bummer material. I decided it would be interesting to just post today all six of this morning’s Haiku. Most of them are quite bad, as well. But sometimes that’s the process. Like falling out of Half-Moon balance pose in a yoga class, you just have to be present with what is happening that day, and keep on making your best effort without attachment to the results.
The very first haiku is about feeling creatively drained, and it just gets worse from there. A nod to Monty Python’s The Holy Grail and the film Amadeus. And an ugly old watercolor doodle that appropriately fits in with the rest of this crap. Surely you didn’t expect diamonds every day? Enjoy, friends!


Maggots in the meat
wine is corked, milk expired
well is running dry
Like guitar solos
mid-opera, or Mozart told
he’d too many notes
Rapists rule the day
fisting the halls of justice
SHE can’t stop screaming
Poison our water
murder hibernating bears
Nature’s Threnody
Bring out your dead, I
don’t want to go on the cart
I’ll go for a walk
Bloody Mary bar
swords of celery and bacon
weekend mutiny

–Words and image Radiant Spleen 2018, more spleen than radiance today

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Haiku a Day #23

Hot tea shimmers up
my spine, your morning eyes shine
across the table

Purple Girl

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Haiku a Day #22 (Only 8 more to go!)

Cherry Snow w words

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Haiku a Day #21 (an experimental process)

The following haiku was created by photographing yesterday as many words as I could find spray painted onto the seawall at Ocean Beach, SF, and then today cutting and assembling a fraction of them into a haiku that seemed to most closely resonate with the entire wall’s vibe. (Of course, there were a lot of vulgarities and a prominent and freshly painted “Kill Kavenaugh” that I obviously didn’t include. . .but still, I think this haiku embraces all that.)

Life is happy lies
dream drab heavy metal truth
rock your clepto mind

Haiku Collage
Words and image Radiant Spleen

I really enjoyed this process because of the way it brings you a surprise message, an arrangement of found words that would have never come together had I sat down and simply been writing haiku from within my mind.

I teach a 5th Chakra (Vishuddha) workshop in a few weeks, and I believe I may incorporate as part of the day a magazine cut-up haiku collage exercise.  These kind of semi-random found processes are part of a collection of practices, including automatic writing, that I believe help make “the unconscious more conscious.”  I put this out there in the world as an idea, feel free to borrow and use it for yoga, or English classes, or for personal exploration.  (The 5 of you who may end up seeing this post, since I don’t promote this vanity-blog/ poem storage site.)

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Haiku a Day #20

More microbes than our
own cells alive in our forms
is this our ennui?

Words and image Radiant Spleen

It’s fascinating to know that we are made up of more foreign life forms than we are human cells.  And all those little bacteria, and viruses and micro-life forms have their own lives, dietary preferences, and chemical and waste byproducts.  In much the way that human overpopulation is effecting the health of planet earth, out of control populations of microbes in our system can wreak havoc on our health and mood.

When you reach for the second glass of beer, or that tasty pastry in the morning, is it YOU that’s reaching out, or the little fuckers running riot in your guts?

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