bad haircut
a kingfisher squawks
at the teenager
—Pat Tompkins
About the author: I'm an editor in the San Francisco Bay Area who started trying to write haiku (and later tanka) two years ago. My poems have appeared in red lights, Astropoetica, flashquake, and other publications.
Pat,
I liked your haiku. I notice in your bio you say you are an editor. Could you e-mail me the info (name of journal/site, address, etc.)?
Sincerely,
David Fox
davidirafox@yahoo.com
As it happened, this haiku was published last week when I was on a beach vacation with my family -- on a day when we saw a busload of teenagers disembark and start playing games on the beach. No kingfishers but lots of bad haircuts!
rock scissors paper:
the sea lion watches us
edge into the surf
headache, morning after-
the mockingbird song
floods my room
Pat, your haiku made me smile. Everybody's a critic... even this kingfisher! Thanks.
Patricia
Thanks for your kind responses. If any bird knows a bad haircut, it's the kingfisher.
autumn dusk-
white shadows
ibis yet feeding