Three Haiku - Looking Outside

The juncos perform
spinning and pirouetting
backyard bird ballet.

Staccato movement
a blurring in black and white
chickadee cha cha.

Light begins to thin
summer being left behind
turning toward fall.

AH. 9-6-15

Blueberry Universe

On Saturday
at Hatcher Pass
I traveled
to another galaxy,
launched myself
onto a hillside,
landed on
a plant-carpeted planet,
started looking
for constellations
of dark-blue clusters,
delighted in
my own little
blueberry universe.

A.H. 8-25-15

After

Only after
I lost control
of the day
and dropped it
did the light
reflect off
the jagged edges
of the
broken hours.

A.H. 8-16-15

Edible Geography

Each raspberry
is its own
little world
of flavor
red continents
clinging to
a core,
edible geography.

Every strawberry
has its own
landscape
of ridges
and valleys,
fruit geology.

Tiny rubies
sparkle
on the currant bushes
as I mine
their depths,
scarlet lapidary.

A.H.

Meeting My Favorite Politician

Wasn't a formal meeting
what with the mayor
sprawled on the floor,
eyes closed.
Still, I could
get behind
this politician;
Stubbs the cat,
mayor of Talkeetna.

A.H.  8-2-15

Annual Garden Performance Report - Three Haiku

Running riotous,
this year's over-achiever's,
the delphiniums.

Failure to meet goal,
hollyhocks disappointed,
wouldn't stay alive.

Steady performers,
the nasturtiums exploded,
fragments of color.

A.H.

Emotional Positioning System

"Siri, I need directions to serenity."
Go two blocks and turn right.
If you get to Bitch Road
you have gone too far.
Continue on Reflection Drive
until it turns into Gratitude Street.
Do not turn down Resentment Avenue.
Your destination is on your right.

A.H. 7-16-15