Disregarded Haiku
These are haikus for my friend's art installation. He's interested in things that have been abandoned or 'disregarded' in society and the beauty that might be in those things. I found some cuckoo spit. The name sounds like it's been disregarded (by a cuckoo) although it's actually produced by an insect. My haiku for this:
Frothy globules of
fluid entombs parasite;
don't touch - cuckoo spit.
I saw a piece of grass tied to a post and thought of this:
Promise me something:
however this goes for us,
tie a knot for me.
There were some railway sleepers that had been cut up and used by the grounds staff:
Sleepers weeping tar;
baked, cracked and dried in shimmers,
now form a compost heap.
This is about a split bag of compost that had grass growing out of it:
A makeshift mattress;
loose, sagging, softened by rain:
a bed in a bag.
16 Jun 2010 22:36
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Sue
It’s a coincidence that just before I came here I was trying to remember all the words of the best haiku I’ve ever seen. I went rummaging around Google but can’t find it though I know nearly all the words. The first time I saw it it spoke volumes to me and still does. I’ve built up a story in my mind about it and I think it says so much about life. See what you think:-
So much depends upon
a cerise swimsuit
hanging up to dry
in
-—- canyon.It’s just the name of the canyon that evades me. I have left it on warwick blogs in the past but I don’t remember where.
16 Jun 2010, 23:22
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