Archives for the month of: October, 2011

Ten Haiku for Fighter Pilots.

Fighter

The ‘Joy of Action’ –
and the ‘Passion of the Hunt’ –
Foes falling ~ blue skies.

Counter-intuitive

The race for faster –
but throttle back, close the curve –
This gives you the shot.

Crash-land

I am going down –
On fire ~ I know I’ve seconds –
Smiling ~ grass in wind.

JFDI

Ach! Ground based thinking –
Don’t direct us, we know best –
Elite ~ let us work.

Worth it

We Scramble, scramble –
Still half-pissed ~ the strength in Youth –
Her lavender dawn.

Ace

I am recycled –
again and again ~ Expert –
Pride ~ but with no choice.

Portrait

My notched walking stick –
Shows my victories ~ counted –
Prefer my leg, back.

Effortless

At night, so wired now –
~they think it’s automatic –
So little, they know.

Un Rêve

On these TV shows…
A dying breed, proud stories –
They miss fallen friends.

Gallant

The dogfight – intense –
My best flying ~ sharp bright light –
Jesus – brings me home.

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So many lunches –
A comfortable friendship ~
Use our mitts to eat.

Outside, time is passing by ~
and to each, their own moment.

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Grateful acceptance of Poetry Palace award for week 54.

http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2011/10/perfect-poet-award-week-54.html

I wish to nominate ‘Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars’ for the next award. ‘We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the kerb.’
http://halfwaybetweenthegutter.wordpress.com/

Clean nails, unbitten –
Small Man, learning what matters –
A sure, firm, handshake.

A Tickle Monster –
Makes small children squirm and squeal ~
Saturday morning.

His emotive words –
Lead good boys and girls ~ willing –
To their destruction.

Hummingbird fast hands –
Final crescendo, brings smiles ~
They always want more.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lk60ObnbIOk=em

Shaking hands, kisses –
Good friends ~ sharing Sunday lunch –
Real conversation.

For once: welcome mouse –
He had the vision ~ point, click –
The world is now yours.

R.I.P. Steve Jobs (24-2-1955 ~ 5-10-2011)

His hands are like spades –
Yet they make craft ~ so finely –
they survive all waves.

Ev’rything you see –
Has been shaped ~ from thought to truth –
By finger and thumb.

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