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Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Sketches from the Twin Cities:
Bloomington Haikus

Morning rounds

By Geoffrey Dean

[Composed in Bloomington, Illinois, this summer.]








bench in graying greens
greets at a corner bus-stop –
moss meets moisture here



aging oaks shelter
homes along the boulevard –
coffee on the porch

gurgling fountains
splash garden color under
gargoyle’s watchful eye



once white, a garage
still stands as if still in use –
hotrod languishes



behind blue shingles
under a conical roof –
a circular room



branches shudder and
sway; wave of green gives away
squirrel’s escape route

tuft of white behind
compromises camouflage –
rabbit’s morning dash

scented herbs, hint of
light, joggers left, bikers right –
Constitution Trail



sculpted front-yard bears
hug trees, laze about, look fierce –
visitors forebear



twin white trucks, brand new
faded red bike made for two –
trail ride in tandem


Copyright © 2019 by Geoffrey Dean

4 comments:

  1. verses shaped and furnished:
    bus bench, oaks, fountains,
    ...roofs...rooms...trails....

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  2. Great job! It's not easy to write traditional haiku--and you do a great job. These two were moprte than wonderful:

    behind blue shingles
    under a conical roof –
    a circular room great contrast

    and

    aging oaks shelter
    homes along the boulevard –
    coffee on the porch such a simple phrase

    and

    gurgling fountains
    splash garden color under I really like "garden color"
    gargoyle’s watchful eye

    I know, I know--I said two of them were wonderful. I placed three here--but who's counting?

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    1. Michael, Geoff does seem to have a gift for writing haikus, doesn't he? I might have said the same things you do in your comment, but they would not have meant as much, coming from the poet's father (rather than from a master poet with no blood relationship).

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  3. Thank you Michael! I use the haiku form with a certain sense of guilt that I am appropriating it without fully adhering to its "rules". I think the first one you comment on has more of those elusive haiku qualities, like that feeling of a moment in time rather of an action taking place, than most of my other ones. Now, "coffee on the porch" was originally "smoking on the porch," but that seemed too active and...unidyllic?

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