
The thumbnail moon hangs/
midst the mack’rel cloud sky, where/
you and I both see.
One of the most powerful film clips I’ve ever seen is a Dove public service announcement (psa), geared toward young women and self esteem issues, called “Amy”. Someone didn’t call me when they were supposed to. As I worried, I thought of the psa, and then wrote this haiku.
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This morning, she can think/
of twelve reasons not to call. /
He can think of one.
OR
He thinks of just one.
PS: The title “Amy” has ONLY to do with the Dove PSA — and has nothing to do with Amy Winehouse’s recent tragic passing. As a father of a daughter her age, I can only imagine the pain and suffering and the many long and sleepless nights Mr. Winehouse went through. It’s every father’s worst nightmare. My condolences to the Winehouse family. Shalom.
When youth don’t check in/
as promised, concerned adults/
worry. We’re the same.
If you don’t ask or/
discuss, you’ll never learn or /
grasp what the truth is.
Or
grasp where the truth lies.
When absolutes don’t /
occur, fear and dread replace/
anticipation.
Or
When promises aren’t /
fulfilled, fear and dread replace /
my hopeful waiting.
A friend wrote me a thought flow / poem through email. When I didn’t receive it, she said “It was dumb, anyway!” (actually, it was brilliant… as usual), to which I responded:
In the writing world,/
there is no dumb poetry,/
just thoughts unexpressed.
I can’t change who you/
think I am, or who others/
were. I can just be.
Always look past where /
you are landing to see what/
dangers lie beyond.
From third row to the/
Roundabout back, three decades /
later, Yes still rocks.