Old Man On A Balcony:
Views Of Monterey Bay
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Haiku

Dogen saw thousands
of miracles each morning:
I see a dozen

 

The number of birds--
And of different bird songs--
Midwinter Mozart

 

Minor Mystery Southern Pacific
train goes by an hour before
its usual time

 

Brother Raven, you
ain't no song-bird. You wusser
than the kiss of death

 

Fractal Miracle The lines of the beach,
the bay and the lowest cloud
All seem parallel!

Two For Bishop Berkeley Clouds (visible) float
above hills (invisible);
Are the hills still there?

At this hour of night
I see more "dolphins" than at
Any other time.

Biggest damned raven
I ever saw flies howling
caw caw caw Lord Lord

A moon in the sky
After sunrise [a rare sight];
Seen it before, but --

A squiggly fractal--
the line of Monterrey's hills--
floats above the fog

The cat licks its paws:
I watch, three floors above: it
Looks up straight at me

Gay flamingo sings:
"The sun rises and the world
Is ablaze with Dawn"

"Weep, weep!" cries a bird
Lost somewhere in fog and mist.
Sunrise with no sun.

Fire on the mountain?
No, the deer are still, tranquil:
It must be sunlight

The orange cloudbank:
One bright touch in the grey sky
Above a grey bay

Dolphins in the bay
Playing, sporting, having fun--
World without money!

The weather bureau
      predicted a sunny day:
All I see is fog

 

After the fog lifts,
A naked beauty: blue sky
With buttermilk clouds

Bay ablaze with light--
Tin-flash; silver; clear as gin--
After weeks of fog!

Flock of gulls appears
And suddenly -- disappears
Going God-knows-where...

White on white: bay lost,
Mountains lost, bleached into white:
A clean-cotton mist

Pre-dawn, silence, then --:
Out of unpulsating dark
An unknown bird chirps.

Bay like blackboard grey
Monterrey lost in white fog
Shortest day draws nigh

While I slept they came:
Two unexpected flowers
Sprouting on the vine.

 

Grey and pastel pink --
A water-color painting --
This light before dawn.

Midnight Haiku Mottled blueblack sky.
A sudden moon -- briefly! Then:
Blueblack mottled sky...

Midnight Haiku #2 Black darkness only:
I see nothing but I hear
Rain and wind and waves

 

Midnight Haiku #3 Dancing in the bay--
Dolphins again? No, better:
Reflected moonlight.

Gray sky and gray bay
No division between them
A dead dreary dawn

Misty mountain tops
Floating on nothing, it seems..
"Empty" space is full!

Midnight Haiku #4

Dark, dark: no waves splash,
no barking dogs, no wind. Just
the sound of no sound

No blue: just white-grey,
Like dirty ice, the bay sneaks
Out from under fog.

"Sweet! Sweet!" sings a bird--
Old Ez in Virginia
Heard one cry "Tulip!"

The stone Buddha sits
Still as the Eiger: silent...
The waves crash and splash

Lights across the bay
White jewels scattered, shattered
In a deep black box

Purple, vermilion:
      Each part of the bay glitters
And none is just blue

"Chirp? Churp?" "Oot?" "Cheep!" "Oot!"
Birds unseen, bickering --"Sweep?" --
Above, on the roof.

I see just one tree
The bay is invisible
Fog, fog, endless fog

Some waves cry "Terror!"
Hitting the beach like boulders:
Dark night: darker thoughts.

Botticelli sky:
No fog, no Chinese touches--
A Rennaisance day

All is cloaked in fog
The world seems empty, until --
Far off, a gull shrieks.

Federal Crime Clear blue bay at sunset
And I am stoned and placid--
Free of grief, almost.

New bud on the vine:
But three thousand miles due East
Wall Street still smoulders.

 

Calm and quiet here
No anthrax or mad bombers...
Yet. But tomorrow?

 

ESCAPE FROM CNN

No fakes or deceits:
Bay, clouds, birds, trees: All
Doing what they do.

 

 

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