Archive for November, 2016

Sounds of highway traffic

November 28, 2016

I can hear sounds of highway traffic from our front yard. It has become louder as the trees lose their foilage, but it somehow doesn’t bother me. It reminds me that I am home and not out on that highway.

Sounds of highway traffic,

Trucks are rolling swiftly past,

I am safe at home.

 

 cfblack, 11-28-2016

Hotel haiku

November 25, 2016

Half conversations

People coming and going

Waffles for breakfast.

 

Noise

November 16, 2016

Noise, I hear noise,

like shattered glass,

I turn on the news,

and hear his name,

his voice saying words

I want to forget,

now enshrined, historic,

their hateful tones repeated,

turn all our frustration into hate for each other,

And I want to tell my daughters

they are never second best,

and my granddaughters, to never let

their hearts be afraid,

I want to tell the people

that our power lies together,

as one voice, rolling down

like a mighty stream,

They will play upon our fears,

they will break up and divide us,

they will plunder what is left

of the beauty of the earth,

for as long as we are blinded,

they will rake up the profits,

and leave us all to fight

for little scraps they leave us,

We need to build connections,

coalitions and alliance

Not another Berlin wall

to separate and divide us,

Holding hands in a vice grip,

supporting one another,

Our fears can never be

what makes us whole,

The earth is one country,

and mankind its citizens,

We are leaves of one branch,

Different flowers of one garden.

 

cfblack  11-16-2016

The Sun

November 7, 2016

This little haiku occurred to me this morning while driving to work at 7:30am:

The Sun pierces night

everywhere sends beams of light

at the horizon.

 

cfblack, 11-07-2016