sadly, so sadly, brutality and violence
have and always will be with us. we
should all think twice before we refer
to killers, rapists, and criminals as
animals.”” they are all unmistakeably
human.
d train
the deafening tick
of a pocket watch?
year’s end
my grandson adds jihad
to his vocabulary
bombs in london…
the homicide rate in L.A.
hits 500″
the bully? dead in the blast
but we’re still here still unblinking
see http://www.mindfirerenew.com/issue3/06workshop.html
for info on writing zips … the form of haiku I believe Paul Conneally was using and I was trying to duplicate. Apparently this response mechanism doesn’t permit special spacing.
paul & all,
the emotion of the day is unquestionable, as is the terror
and tragedy. that being said, i believe i’ve seen this poem
thousands of times since 9-11. d for originality, c+ for
overall effort.
london bombing
mom calls to tell me
stay home
a man is kissing
his alarm clock—
for not working
London:
shit”” she says
dropping the paperâ€â€
the name of someone she knew”
Bus glides under city, on schedule –
I grieve, american, ashamed
Explosions on t.v.:
no cry, no burst of tears…
death-like silence
sadly, so sadly, brutality and violence
have and always will be with us. we
should all think twice before we refer
to killers, rapists, and criminals as
animals.”” they are all unmistakeably
human.
d train
the deafening tick
of a pocket watch?
year’s end
my grandson adds jihad
to his vocabulary
bombs in london…
the homicide rate in L.A.
hits 500″
my son there
even after i hear his voice
mind panics
-kala
mute TV
I watch the chaos
as he sleeps
I cannot envision
this kind of chaos, terror
from my suburban . . . shelter ???
day after yesterday
all hope seems lost —
day before tomorrow
the bully? dead in the blast
but we’re still here still unblinking
the bully? dead in the blast
but we’re still here still unblinking
see http://www.mindfirerenew.com/issue3/06workshop.html
for info on writing zips … the form of haiku I believe Paul Conneally was using and I was trying to duplicate. Apparently this response mechanism doesn’t permit special spacing.
paul & all,
the emotion of the day is unquestionable, as is the terror
and tragedy. that being said, i believe i’ve seen this poem
thousands of times since 9-11. d for originality, c+ for
overall effort.
where mother hid
holding us…
bombs
august 6th
on that day there was no one
to call
after the Blitz
sunlight on the milkman between two craters
http://www.queens-theatre.co.uk/archive/2000/Milkman.jpg
fathers silence…
spring’s darkness
ghetto babies wailing