Tag Archives: poet David Kuhns

Wife And Old Prophets’ Save The Planet, Heal The Land Solution: Haiku

When your wife echoes

old prophets’ warnings, maybe

now folks will listen.

In Nordland And North Georgia, Moonrise: Haiku

Backstory: My relative north of the Arctic Circle in Nordland, Norway, posted a photo of the moon, and said this:
Vakkert morgenlys, en nydelig bakrunn for fullmånen i går mårres
#fullmoon#mittbodø#bodøbyenmin#luna

I responded:

Mere hours ago I

watched the same moonrise over

my land here. U.S.

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My House Is Facing Perfectly: Gratitude Haiku

When you assume things

are wrong but learn that they’re right,

 you’ll feel gratitude.

We Pray For Rain: IMprov Haiku

In praying for rain,

I felt like an old farmer,

tied deep to the land.

What Prize Get I? Native Plant Planting Reward Haiku

What prize get I for

planting trees and helping Earth?

It’s in how I feel.

Unwritten Sacred Secrets: IMprov Haiku

There’s secrets I’ll write

of willingly, and  some too

sacred to reveal.

Device Bound And Connected: Haiku Lament

My computer and

phone connect me, bind me, and

feed my dumb FOMO.

Sewing My Ripped Jeans And Hiding: IMprov Haiku

I sewed my ripped jeans./
Not the best patch job, but my/
underwear won’t show.

Clouds And My Friend Orion: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Meteor Watching,

I just saw clouds, Orion.

That’s more than enough.

If I Sit And Think: Haiku

If I sit and think,

is that working, even if /

it’s fun? I think so.