HaikuWriMo, February 2016

Month's Theme: Fortune Cookies


1
tread in elder's shoes
never those of your owning
grows corn on the cob


2
if you in turn seek
the normality of man
turn and run away


3
sex like Chinese food
want more after each hour—
order take-away


4
El Niño

where land used to be
the child of century storm
will lose your way home


5
sandals left on beach
show you coming and going
with the sandpiper


6
the drone of bee hives
the buzz of drones overhead
leaf blowers exalt


7
affairs of the heart—
unwisely juggled in pairs
risk speed dial snafu


8
look left at billboard
contemplate Beyonce's navel
what gridlock?


9.
always live as if
your body is a temple—
without Attila


10
forbidden sweets
invading body-snatchers—
diabetes sucks


11
leaves faint from their host
perishing on the way down—
be your life's host


12
while meditating
you watch birds on windowsill
eat your plum dumplings

this is a good thing...


13
one castoff, two lost
your mate's whose sock mate's missing
the cat squirreled away


14
for Valentine's Day
cat will give left-foot tube sock
to show like for you


15
your love emails you—
"You, my last Valentine thought"
night enfolds you both


16
TV MD ads
list of side effects and death
but the cure is worse


17
endless holidays
wave after wave, but for you
tofu and rice cakes


18
at next Trump luncheon
sticky rice and monkey brain—
sharp chopstick eye-poke

(monkey brain, actual delicacy)


19
greenhouse with no plants
heating land and oceans deep
flood, famine— leaving


20
Porter Ranch, CA

hilltop spewing gas
never thought would sicken you—
still the empty homes


21
Flint, MI

children of the poor
lead in their minds and lives—
still the river flows


22
reuse, not refuse

neighborhoods' dried lawns
turn brown, become recycled
plastic knives and forks

just in case, this is a spoof


23
as a graduate
offer yourself as unskilled
build a rainbow house


24
zen cat will lay on
human face that makes big snore—
feline hockey puck


25
the old tackle box
when you used to go fishing—
hides guilty habit


26
you and lover find
your own pocket universe—
relativity


27
moments before sleep
when all things are possible
your fingers touch rain


28
finally after work
resting between love's foothills
the soft sighs of spring


29
a plate of cookies
but one missing a message—  
is no news good news?

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