... american Haiku.
25.06.06 - Bon Voyage!
La hierba seca -
Una nube escapa
y lejos la ve.
Agua se cuela
el aire no alcanza -
La rana muere de sed.
There blossom the trees
shining coming over me -
bees singing around.
The sidewalk stares
the bottels remain broken -
Rain drops on his head.
All sorts of green
the wet dirt and hot sky -
She closes the window.
Aire espeso de la tarde -
Amarilla bruma hirviente
y yo halo una maleta.
Deep gray sky -
The little man stands
behind the crowd.
A cat over the fence
big fat great liar -
No fly will leave.
26.06.06
The pouring rain falls
the thunder spreads -
I see through tarnished windows.
Every macondian's sleeping
Loud guitars for the road -
Only I can listen?
Expecting on the road to arrive
too many hours of yawning
Just to go back.
El corazón se alegra -
Vuelven la brisa y las olas
y todo sufre.
Aplauden las hojas
el sol las quema -
murmura una ola.
Hierba fresca
tierra húmeda -
Mis pies no tocan.
Dirty shoes
ratty threadbare jeans -
away from home.
27.06.06
Get to work on time
greeting everyone -
Light one up and leave.
Too much empty space
Shadows from what's forgotten -
Zen and the art of leaving.
28.06.06
The waking light -
Twisting to fit your body
and she doesn't call.
The phone rings
even the strong ones run -
Wrong number.
Unforgettable -
All those hours of being with you
unaffectedly.
Your warm smiles
your hands teaching me the way -
Pretend to listen.
Going away
the unknown neighborhood -
A girl's lacing her shoe.
29.06.06
Turn on the PC
bad old hot coffee -
A young man's working.
---3/5/3---
Ojos ven
vuelo de aves -
En casa.
The leaves glow -
I can't see the sun
Shines on, though.
Drinking slow
the sweet warmth of yours -
morning wind.
New chapter
dim leaves and a book -
Character.
Sick savior
pass the hat around -
Numbed howling.
Gone overboard
the cold water and flow -
snakes lurk.
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The gray expentance
A soft light heating the air -
Looking at the door.
And now upon those trees
all sorts of brown, red, yet green -
Behind closed windows.
02.07.06
A leaf falls -
The speed of its sounds
the colors into my ears.
Un vándalo ladrando cifras
la verdad no existe
balance contable - sulfuro.
Wandering feet
the long road to walk -
Dharma bum.
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