87th stone and it's o.k

chaffinches

basically

                      not especially grumpy

sound

the same

                      but I woke too soon

                      and only ½ways through

        and that's o.k.

                          dancing w/god

                   (in my version he sings and dances

                                            and cracks jokes)

86th stone - afterthought

apparently:

like swallows

I see

                            an enjoyable work

the 10.000

penguins

reciting the Gita

                        that apparently never ends

as part of

the furniture
of the world

                         turning the scientist into

                                 candy-floss

                                           or

                                           balloons

85th stone - Edo-cation (aesthetics in deep-freeze )

about summertime

(+/-)

            why, I ask,

             say aloud

             what is obvious?

a new

rush of

old blood

              I have eyes

               I can see

ohnonotthatagain: Edo-cation

                Because it's comme-il-faut

                            I'm told

                   from inside a casket

84th stone - with maths ;-)

to be

spoken to

                pointing east

                at times

if not

anything

else

                 the wound

                               bleeding

budding lilacs

              from a lack of wings

Sssshh - a haibun

my ears get full … and my eyes. a sensation that's obviously a mere image of a filled mind. that there compartment that deals with input. like when you're at a dinner where everyone talk and blabber and yak-yak on and on and you find you cannot take any of it in because you're full already. the attention weakens and goes into protective hibernation and you sit looking at details. how a hand moves and the question arises: can a hand tell something about its ”wearer”? of course you can tell whether he or she does manual work. it's not that, it's kinda phrenology but for hands instead of heads 'n' faces. can you? i'm pretty sure I can tell something about how much presence in their own being people have by seeing how they use their hands when they're not thinking. some people seem to not fill out their fingers to the tips … then I notice the way a pair of breasts bulge behind fabric and … some fingers seem to suggest a slender agile person but i often see a face filled with childish sulking – and bulging with detest. then i come back to the conversation ...

hush little world

night is still

still

83rd tender stone - a ku-story/story-ku

               it was
magnolia flowers


                      a badly hidden
                         sound of
                            pain


dictating
the mood
of the day


                       I say nought
                                         (again)


        freefalling & shortlived


                      but offer her
                      my shoulder
                       to lean on

82nd stone on me

surrounded
by spring


                her hand
what is
a guy
to do

              in the shape
                of mine


in a desolate
        village


                 on me

81st stone - blockhead

 floods

of sunlight

                                 i had a dream

                                 and crashed it

this year too

             it seems

                     on the same rocks

to     come on

             too strong

                               as the previous one

not stones

hard
felt


heart
felt


heart of felt
in a cloudburst

: : :

a room
above
a room


I
live
there


and squirt