HILTON HEAD HAIKUS

HILTON HEAD HAIKUS

 

 

Pelican floating

A post Icarus-like plunge

Water gives and takes

 

Green Palmetto trees

Spreading their fantail tribute

Witness to the sun

 

The waves crest and surge

Reunited with their source

In a foamy death

 

Gloomy Spanish moss

Drips depressingly from oak

State of the Union

 

Old man on the beach

Clothed from head toe and hands

Approach avoidance

 

Dogs bounce on hard sand

Chase and trap tossed rubber balls

Stimulus response

 

Fat-tire bicycle

Transports aging warrior

Reinventing youth

 

Yeats, Frost, Heaney, Plath

Their companionship abounds

Reading great poets

 

Grazing the ocean

Silently, smoothly seeking

A brown pelican

 

My signature change

The skin grown thin, seems weary

As I grow older

 

Spirit familiar

Must be an angry raptor

I am combative

 

Below the surface

Is where I must roam to learn

What it is to be

 

I am my first draft

So expect many mistakes

As I slowly grow

 

Pat Schneider: “All writing is, at best, an autobiography of the imagination.”

 

and - “Fiction is just another way to tell the truth.”