July 2013 – duncancleary

Fruit

Eating a mango –
One must always remember ~
Cut away from Self.

Fresh

Brush teeth before bed –
and then take out the lenses ~
Mmm, minty eyeballs.

Lessons

Knap flints on the beach –
Show kids how to make an edge ~
Perhaps not that wise.

Persistence

Spider on shed door –
Her third web, no surrender ~
Fantastic spider.

Writing

I used to write poems by hand
Scrawls within a little black book
Instant – no editing
No need for that now, still instant
but digital, on phone, tablet, laptop

I used to write poems by hand
a drunk spider, fallen into an inkwell
and let loose across the page
no need for him now, tapa, tapa, tapa

I used to write poems by hand
Much longer, with words like ‘I’ , ‘me’ , ‘my’
No need for those now, not so much ~
The brevity and clarity of Haiku

I sh/could write poems by hand
and in ways this is more honest
No I’m not texting, or liking, or updating
I’m writing, or trying to write
and there is a difference
and I wrote this by hand.