gas drilling rig
rasp of frogs
near the porta-potty

—Jeffrey Winke

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About the author: Jeffrey Winke, jeff_winke at yahoo dot com

Jeffrey Winke is an industrial writer and adjunct university professor of modern poetry, business communication and public speaking in Milwaukee, Wis. His recent book What's Not There: Selected Haiku of Jeffrey Winke is a 2002 Merit Book Award winner. His motion graphics haiku collection, Chances, has been selected as a Cool Site winner. And a collection of Winke's essays combined with found art was recently exhibited at Milwaukee's Green Dragon Freedom Cafè gallery.


Responses to the haiku for 9 May 2007 by Jeffrey Winke

    Felicia Prisswillow
    2007-05-09 04:51:53

    boys and their toys
    endlessly fascinated
    always appreciated

    2007-05-09 05:04:54

    With oil pumps just down the street, I've written a number of haiku about them, such as one about the clanking of the oil drill rig on a foggy night. None of them have seemed so right as this one by Jeffrey Winke.

    All the drill rigs in my neighborhood are about 50 years old. Maybe I should focus on the ancient rigs as they rumble down the street going off to their next job. ;-)

    2007-05-09 09:29:18

    Loved the associations here!

    Nature prevails in the face of technology!

    Alan Summers
    2007-05-09 09:36:04

    I always enjoy a good frog haiku! ;-)

    2007-05-09 10:16:02

    chuckle, smile, admire

    b. m. richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2007-05-12 17:37:47

    red-eye flight--
    through the shadows
    peacock bass stalking minnows