This is my attempt to produce (on average) one such haiku a day for the next year, starting July 4th, 1999, ending July 4th, 2000. While I've been told before that I have the "soul of a poet", I'm first to admit that I don't have the skills.
A few of these contain momentary lapses of clarity and harmony with the world around me, but most of them just document what I was thinking at the time, or what happened.
black shirt, blue jeans stands over red car loading or unloading? birds don't hear traffic traffic don't hear birds I hear both, too bad drawer full of cards I meant to send reflects life [observations at Coffee House Cafe] father + son browse together she cuts in front because she's beautiful nice sweater she waits her turn because she's beautiful free thinkers learn to work the machine it blinks and whirs time for a break head for the outdoors with a cigarette [riverfront park] one weed pokes through bark dust nature wins again circling, swishing, rushing, buzzing jetskis remind me of fliesJuly 6th, 1999
[inspired by a moment last summer, viewing th new copper roof of Rogers Music Center] shiny copper roof blinding sunlight in my eyes I step carefullyJuly 7th, 1999
the Seaworld killer proudly displays a new toy naked man in pool indecision is dangerous for the squirel on the road the brakes workedJuly 10th, 1999
hot like an oven everything is sticky breathing makes me sweat I know I'm drunk when I can hear the sound of silence ten seconds out facing oncoming traffic for a moment, I'm on planet bizaro If a numerologist were to study number theory would they evolve to mathmaticians? she sits alone reading but glances up at everything that passesJuly 29th, 1999
the band sounds awful but it is her birthday will she get laid? two times in one night a chance meeting with a friend two worlds cross for a moment bad news travels so much faster than good