Wachet Auf, Ruft Uns Die Stimme, Cantata 140 - Bach

 in a world gone mad
sometimes a bach cantata
is the only thing
that will sustain you
sleepers awake
wachet auf

Sunday Whirligig 68

whirring softening hover garden peony patterns
weeds burdock dwindle stem loss hummingbird



Gregg Caudell


he loved weeding his garden
with its peonies burdock
and long stem roses
the patterns formed by shadows
in the dwindling afternoon light

it offered him an inner peace
like a small whirring humming bird
alighting on his heart
softening the jagged edge of  his loss

he knew she wouldn't be back

Tan Renga

the open window
screened with a web 
leaf shadows

Jane Reichhold

the insect weaver spins her
intricate magic design

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

White rose with red
Splashes - oh
Vanilla ice cream cherry

Jack Kerouac

mashed potatoes with
paprika a virulent
case of the measles

toenail clippings on
a dark blue quilt crescent moons
against the sky

Sundays Whirligig 68

buttocks lonely flick cook turn plum
parrakeet sits nags shelf thumb game

her sister nagged her
to enter the competition
flick the switch
have some fun
your shelf expiry date
will come soon enough

she won the game
hands down
thumbs up to
a beach holiday
from lonely planet

sun baking on the sand
her buttocks turned
the colour of cooked plums
bright as a parrakeet 's feathers
she will be standing
rather than sitting
for quite some time

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

cold winters night
a little irish in the coffee
and a good book

Shadorma

change my name
change my attitude
change my life
i've done that
change my feelings about you
no not possible

B & P's Shadorma and Beyond
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