the limb i planned to prune whips in the wind

w. f. owen

the yellow school bus still comes out this far
with only a handful of kids most are grown and
gone to the cities where jobs might be some hit
the high seas with dixie cups on their heads some
packed a weapon in the dusty towns in a war far
from that bus and from the yellow ribbons they'll
never see

walking his property the call to supper

w. f. owen

May morning dueling mowers and motorcycles

w. f. owen

In my opinion, one of the best guides for beginning haiku poets
is by Lee Gurga (Haiku: A Poet's Guide). I mention that because he describes nuances between
haiku, senryu and poems not quite fitting either type, such as
the one he used of mine: "removing her sweater/the spark/no longer there"
(p.57). Perhaps my recent post of "blossoming sky" also is not exactly haiku. Check it out.
Over the summer, in preparation for revising haiku notebook as an ebook, I'll be rereading other haiku books such as Gurga's and may post some missives here.

blossoming sky she sits with the grownups

w. f. owen

silent treatment i negotiate the artichoke

w. f. owen

not hot not cold i share the sidewalk with a snail

w. f. owen

i save the skipping stone for the right moment

w. f. owen

clutched in his fist a swollen tree bud

w. f. owen

cataracts the bathtub ring around the lake

w. f. owen

our silence we catch and release the trout

w. f. owen

May heat the bright glare of white legs

w. f. owen

the bird with one foot first to the seeds

w. f. owen

pulling weeds the holes full of spring sun

w. f. owen