AI images by Bernard Jarman Haiku by Ward Jarman
Moth
Overstretched yearning
clutching for stability
seeks distant fire.
Tension
Empty stomach gurgling
moves keen predator to prey.
Gnashing dash slashing.
Fleeing hope jumps to delay
the neck snapping fray.
Domestication
The butcher’s blade slays
the pug-faced, ugly, fat cow.
Antlered darlings saved.
On the Corner of Frederick & Nunnery
Street child of eighty
juggled for his bouncing ball –
dog chewed but lively.
Bliss
Wealth acquisition is a
poor goal for the soul to seek.
Money’s very weak
to reap tender affection
for joy’s ascension.
Living Paths of Intersection
Richard and Jean seem
to me to be generous
with gentle fondness
to dare to behave forthwith
to share their unassuming
kindness to spread joy
to destroy unseen war wounds
from past days of gloom.
Awakenings
Sun-kissed, turning-Earth
yearns to stretch from deep slumber
to open blue skies
and we, her playful children,
rise strong with hopes for delights.
Choosing Your Future Now
You choose how to use
this money to amuse or
to save and accrue
more to store for future days
to drive away unforeseen
scenes that may threaten
your means to glean more cuisines
that delight your tongue.
Ahimsa
Meat eaters, life defeaters,
reek of death that life might live
to give organic
existence strong persistence
to diversify.
Choosing
I’m a meat eater destined
to be fashioned daily by
polarized strong drives
that can never be deprived
of their roots to survive.
Binary Orbs
Binary dead orbs dance
lifeless entranced by chance
circumstance to greet
gravity’s need to lock in
greed’s horrible needs.
Blind Deaf Mute Self
Sightless Winter Born
Whose dauntless ears hear no sound
Yawns in Sunrise Blaze.
Would that I could give you Red
or Orange of Fall’s fallen Green.
Creative Endeavors
Darkness wants soft warm kindness
to flow from energetic
dynamic, actions
from particle collisions
that transform newborns
into charged elements meant
to be joined in bright light, rays
that will crave more chores
to sure up a more robust
diversity of
living entities to think
of ways to link opposites
into composites
of radiant harmonies.
From nothing — something !
Why Do Stars Burn ?
Poured paraffin scented
Formed towers
of would be flame.
I struck the match.
Radiant heat, light
descends the wick
We’ve lit.
New Moon veil,
layers of black lace,
disintegrated in flash fire.
You stayed.
In the warm tone glow
human skin, hair, gleaming eyes
dissolved into childhood wonder.
We joined.
Like flame and wick
with red hot core
We burn.
Do we descend to our end?
Poems
A word
Maybe two
A collection
A few.
No music.
Just the round sound found to fall
from lips
poised to please
ears wanting to hear more
than the business chatter
of buy one get one free at half price.
Whole thoughts rolled and folded
like the gray haired Baker’s pastry dough.
(Formed delicacies carefully warmed into light delightful puffs ! )
Barren words
Like Winter’s sidewalk cement on bare feet,
Like jagged angular shards of hunger’s pain
resolved with water.
Cry out
Spirits wanting to be free.
Bleed pen
that others might see.
The Randomness of Human Life
What we live with we learn.
What we learn we practice.
What we practice we become.
What we become has consequences.
Cognition is the ignition for change
to rearrange what we live with
which gives nuance to performance
of what we practice which changes the canvas
that paints the portrait we become.
Pain that strains the motion of lives
is the vibe that helps us survive
with nerves that serve to preserve
cautionary words that perturb
the peaceful homeostasis of life
in balance between pain and bliss.
It’s important not to miss
the mutual government
of cognition and emotion
that together cement
critical judgements of specifics
pertinent to situational ethics.