breaking down

(haiku)

i'm finished with this

trying to make sense out of

all this senselessness

and it's not just here

it's going on everywhere

and no one knows why

-

too many people

standing on all these platforms

with rickety legs

for a moment there

(haiku)

i have to admit

it felt good watching grown ups

question a grown up

then came their reply

and once again i slipped back

into kiddie land

my haiku

these snippets of me

i admit crudely degrades

an ancient format

but nevertheless

serves my own definition

of true poetry

which is to express
the wonder of everything
in a word or two

-

awestruck i'll mutter

before the great throne of god

a few feeble words

what i hate

(haiku)

i hate algorithms

determining what i like

or what i should buy

and auto-checkouts

asking me if i'm finished

when i hesitate

and the soulless push

down into technology

i can do without

simple haiku

america first

really means america

will blow you up first

*

you got bad good guys

and a lot of good bad guys 

swaying the masses

to and fro they bend

like trees on the horizon

far, far over there

elementary

(haiku)

like raising children,

you tell them this will happen

and they ignore you

then when it happens

they can't believe it happened

and get mad at you

*

when it is proven

they are totally inept

and ineffective

they will turn on them

who whole heartily believed

every word they said

four years in

(haiku)

i wanted substance,

a depth of understanding

that could rival mine

but when i arrived

i saw learned men playing

on the monkey bars

and great orators

lip syncing nursery rhymes

for they had no voice

i saw small people

hunting down smaller people,

both scurried like mice

and i knew somehow
the world i was once fond of
no longer exists