direction and time

dandelion seed,
guided by the aimless wind,
knows not where it goes.


I want to ask people if I am doing the right thing because I really have no clue but is there an answer that would satisfy me? That would somehow put things into perspective in a new and revealing way? I don't think so.

the old man holds his
cards so darn close to his chest
i can't see a thing.

ahhhh i really need to relax and pray and read.
the waiting is killing me though.

brave little toasters
foraging into new lands
adventure awaits

the tree stands silent,
basking in the morning light.
ants scurry below.


I really like the line basking in the morning light, as it was a caption for my picture and i'm unsure if it was intentional or not that it has seven syllables to it.

crackpot unicorn
wishes he could fly up there
with ol' Pegasus

you suck at photardshop

If you like my haikus, you may like my photographs.
Maybe not all of them, but I'm hoping a few.

flickr.com/1337bp

Dead Rising

zombies ate his brains
zombies devoured his flesh
zombies rescued him.


Inspired by the video game.

desert

camel has its hump,
cacti store water in leaves.
I'm always thirsty.

rock and stone

standing by the wall
the stones do not notice him.
they have defied time.



I look at work other photographers have done that is on the net and I wonder, what new ideas can I bring to this field when so much has already been done?
If that's not a challenge, I don't know what is.

the light caught his eye
and the camera was pulled out
an hour ago

tree

forever it said
and the tree withdrew its face.
forever i'm here.

Now I feel like a bit of a bitch for bringing it up but it eased my conscience.

bzzzzz I do not like how I have a tendency to overreact to things and overthink them and reach unreasonable conclusions even though they may be true.

the squirrel jumps up,
he is up high in the sky.
A hawk snatches him.

out of touch

I can barely see her
as we stand atop mountains
across the oceans.


Maybe less contact is better for now but I'm afraid I may discover otherwise in hindsight someday.

fade in, fade out, the
days move on their own power.
time will never stop.

Started Naruto: Shippuden.
xD as all the nerdy ones would write.

small ships on the sea
bob and weave through the waves.
small dots from the shore.

flight of the conchords.
you could be an air hostess
but in the sixties

two oh eight means me.
two oh eight doesn't mean much.
it's just a number.

I am more than that though, I just like the haiku.

eastern promises

the bird with two heads
cannot decide where to go,
so he sits and waits.


Not sure how to think but my thoughts don't really emerge in the form of an action because it wouldn't always be good people would get offended but if they are my friend it shouldn't be too bad but sometimes it is the people closest to you that cause most pain.

back

missed another day,
one hundred degree heat sucks.
miss talking to her

it's true, not lame. Spent the night in the dorms at Bizzerkeley as the older generations call it.

the volcano waits,
dormant, it wants to hold back.
it just might explode.


bitterness anger jealousy
in a grammatical sense those words don't belong together but they aptly describe my emotions that are being toyed with but its no ones fault really because who am I to blame another for uncertainty but still its like water boarding and all i want to do is talk chat get some coffee i don't know and I don't care just spending time is all but i can't cross that line I can't interfere with what you want to do. i want to yell "just let me have her!" and be done with this waiting game but her intentions are pure. when i compare myself to him i feel like i have nothing to offer, yet I feel like I have something to offer the world, but in my thought life she is my world. thought about that line for awhile and its weird putting it down but whatever there is truth to it.

black black black black black
down down up up down up down
I assume the worst.

and its true whenever something doesn't go through like a phone call I think, oh, the person probably doesn't want to talk with me even though it's more likely they didn't hear the alert or their phone is in another room. i want to be furious but I can't so instead I fret and wait.
pray. that's what I need to do.

i was on the road
and golden hills flew right by.
this shall be my home.


I'm about 30 minutes south of Berkeley so i'm not quite there but I feel close and I am excited.

too much or too little is the question

atlas cannot win,
trees cannot grow forever.
i cannot think well.

every once in awhile i question myself and ask if i am trying to hard, if what i'm doing is ok or am i really pushing the envelope too far. Usually this pertains to people, my friends, and if I am trying too hard to earn their respect and whatnot. I can stop myself though because i know that they still love me in everything I do, but i still get scared that i might just be flat out annoying or stupid. These thoughts don't take me very far though, and i begin the trek in the other direction. I am loved. I have been graced. it seems so easy to write in this state, like i could go on forever but I'm not i am going to get some sleep, its late and I have a long week ahead.

zzzz went the poor bee.
with only one wing he flys
in endless circles.

i'm somewhat of a fan of stream of consciousness writing and this haiku falls along those lines as does my journal for the most part because i don't think people are going to read it so it doesn't always make sense to correct my mistakes or go back on something because its there ad should be there for posterity's sake.

not quite the fourth

fireworks fade fast.
many colors, flashing lights
i cannot relate.

We are on this planet for a short time in the grand scheme of things, yet when people say "I want to go out with a bang" I'm thinking please, calm down, relax, go on a vacation or something. Take the sun for example, it burns continuously, yet it still flares from time to time but it continues to burn bright. Another example is a strobe light, flashing on and off like it's on crack. And for a third example, look at a flash bang grenade, it is simply thrown, and boom bang bing there is a bright flash that blinds all around and then oh my goodness it is gone. It lived its life as a meager flash bang grenade, was deployed once, and then useless. Life has its ups and downs, but there can still be consistency in it, like faith in God. I want to live my life with that being a constant, something always to guide me and burn bright for a very long time.
Anyways, since I missed the actual 4th, I'll make another post later.
Four days in and I already missed a day. Bust.

vegetation, like myself.

sitting in the dark
the withered greens can't mature.
they need light to grow.

This is I know is true.

Yes, I've worn short shorts.
Bright bright green against white legs,
I did not get tan.

Lacking proper inspiration and in a tired state I made something up that I think is kind of silly and it is a true story. You know those booty shorts bands sometimes sell at concerts? I bought some for myself as a joke and wore them at Hume Lake for the super spirit day with some old man sunglasses. I'll post a pic of those later if anyone cares, to appease the eager minds of my reading audience which is probably a million strong and growing every single day. The words "jealous torture" have been stuck in my head for awhile now and I recognize it as a snippet from one of the newer Panic at the Disco songs but I don't know any other lyrics or the song name and its driving me a wee bit crazy but I'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out but just kidding I found the cd and now will quell my thoughts so I bid you goodnight!

day two

A ship wrecks at sea.
Dark clouds on the horizon.
Sorry, no survivors.


Trying to be more positive.