Ridges of Blue: a Haiku Journal
Saturday, August 29, 2015
one on one
by hazy moonlight
one on one basketball
on the cul de sac
Sunday, July 26, 2015
unwinding the day
last letter written
digits sent across the pond
unwinding the day.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
kissing
excuse me while I
kiss clouds packed with rain and shade.
breezes kiss me back
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
wave
you leave
a piece of your heart
on every wave
Sunday, April 5, 2015
he is risen
HE is risen
death unlocked
from prison
tigger anniversary
puppy love
we gather at his grave
to say hello
reflections
granite reflections
~a dusting of cherry blossoms
~slow motion clouds
Saturday, April 4, 2015
blood moon
blood moon
the dogwood blossoms
turn pink
Saturday, March 28, 2015
hope chest
at the bottom
of her hope chest
the final dress
Sunday, March 22, 2015
sand piper
sand piper
dodging the chilly edges
of the sea.
#
haiku
nursing home
rocking chairs
sitting still on the porch
nursing home chill.
white caps
from shore to horizon.
a dolpfin breaks
male and female
Main Beach: a study in diversity
six benches
six men
one per bench
six benches
six women
five empty benches
just a smile
changes in muscles really
lights the world.
blue waters
(dreams of) bright blue skies
smurfs invisible
using a few calories
as part of my resolutions
i say hello
Friday, March 20, 2015
light
as a candlestick
softening down till one day
vanished
~the memory of the light
~it is enough
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
divided
divided by
race, creed, and hate
i choose the spirit
Sunday, March 15, 2015
expert
he was an expert
on death and dying having
done neither
#haiku
Friday, March 13, 2015
lights out
in my nightmares
I close my eyes; light fades out
eternal darkness
Monday, March 9, 2015
journey
death is a moment
of interruption along
the journey
over the shoulder
glancing back
life's turbulence seems smoother
over the shoulder
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
crows by the pond
crows gather
the vacant seat by the pond
speaks of life's seasons.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
colors
yellow pansies bow
above a box of white bones
under a blue sky
my favorite colors
bid me good morning
cookie jar
an empty cookie jar
a reminder that grandma
has passed
finches
finches
on the arms of his granite
angel
#haiku
Saturday, February 28, 2015
crossing the jordan
crossing the jordan
~the allure of gentleness
~the final sunrise
~there, over my left shoulder
sand washes between my toes
#tanka
low tide
miles of low tide
shared with a few gulls
not a dream
Friday, February 27, 2015
veil
his voice was angry
smashing through the veil
like a wrecking ball.
resting
resting
at the surf's edge at low tide
so tired.
#haiku
Thursday, February 26, 2015
crows
#haiku
crows return
with thank you gifts
a final farewell
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
feeders
empty feeders
birds tapping on the window
in vain.
Monday, February 23, 2015
regrets
a light load
his duffle bag
of regrets
Saturday, February 21, 2015
fading light
fading light
the magenta sky is not
what he expected
dizzy
political spin
the fraud and lies are making
me dizzy
Friday, February 20, 2015
moon glow
moon glow
on the lily pads
last light
#haiku
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
empty cup
grandchild's endless
questions about how i feel
an empty cup
#haiku
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
open wound
black asphalt ribbon
snaking between the head stones
an open wound.
#haiku
Saturday, February 14, 2015
obits
nothing in print yet
the obits blew downs the street
onto a chain link fence
final farewell
so much yet to say
finger writing in the sand
a final farewell
#haiku
Friday, February 13, 2015
feasting in color
feasting in color
toddler loves the living room
more than his thumb
life without parole
sentence
life,
without parole.
paid in full
# haiku
Thursday, February 12, 2015
smiling dragon
he listens to see
the oft smiling dragon
of his dreams
frog sound
closing my eyes
i see the spring moon
serenading frogs
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
in your face
she was in your face
from early to late
missing her breath.
final summit
climbing a steep path
over dark slippery earth
the final summit
#haiku
the mist clears
closing his eyes
the waves of a string quartet
the mist clears
#haiku
less is more
"less is more"
~ludwig mies van der rohe
teachers disciplne
please write your name on
board one hundred times.
a gate opens
confined
solitary days
a gate opens
spring toast
wine glasses
filled with capri sun
spring toast
last day of winter
how peaceful he looks
gazing at the snow fall
his last day of winter
#haiku
Sunday, February 8, 2015
virtual gathering
virtual gathering
for the dearly departed
server dies.
#haiku
tulips
tulips limp and longing
arching toward the earth
a final bow.
#haiku
true
l
aughter pulls
away like the surf
late in the day
moon's pull
ancient
and true.
#tanka
Saturday, February 7, 2015
no bitterness
tears speaking softly
wiped on grandma's sleeve
no bitterness.
#haiku
blue mist
a dress of blue mist
for the ridge of crosses
a fresh beginning
#haiku
the feet of the moon
the feet of the moon
lighting the approach
a fog moving in.
#haiku
listening to the moon (c)opyright
listening to the moon
cicadas in slow motion
as the light withdraws.
Friday, February 6, 2015
blossom falls.
black clouds
unyielding rain
blossom falls
#haiku
my feathers crossed (C)
my feathers crossed
in hope of eternal life's
first flight.
#haiku
listening to sunshine (tanka)
listening to sunshine
ice cracks on the walkway
drip in the gutter
as my senses peak
so alive so weak.
#tanka
by michael rehling
five below zero
the neighbor covers
his virgin mary
Thursday, February 5, 2015
rebel
his rebel flag waving
wheel chair at full throttle
nursing home escapee
not ready or willing to take
it laying down.
#tanka
the last dogwood
the last dogwood
sheds the final bit of snow
from its gnarled branches.
last petal
last petal
son closing his
father's eyes
hospice 7
hospice
the inkwell is still full
with unwritten thoughts.
#hospice
#haiku
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
chest pain
chest pain
the nurse says not to worry
with a smile
#haiku
#hospice
IS THERE NO SHAME?
is there no shame?
bombs strapped to children
setting others on fire
selling your children
is there no shame?
attacking hospitals
raping school girls
sawing off heads
is there no shame?
turning truth into lies
turning lies into truth
flogging his back
with a hundred lashes
is there no shame?
is there no shame?
is there no shame?
questions
questions.
i claim to have answers but
you can easily stump me.
#haiku
best buds
old, feeble, blind, deaf
he hears with his nose and
my tender touch.
#haiku
#furbuddy
#bestbuds
lyrics out of tune
lyrics out of tune
the moldy piano keys
clunk in time.
#haiku
relections on Tigger, my furbuddy.
that tug on the leash
reminds me of her willfulness
buried memories.
#haiku
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
soft tracks
the sound
of the train
is muted by
the fat of
spring gnats.
for kathy
happy bamboo plant
moving roots to a new home
chinese new year
ridges of blue 1
ridges of blue
changing and changeless
i will lift up
my eyes unto the hills
from whence cometh my help.
instincts
one morsel to hide
under the blankets and sheets
furbuddy's ancient instincts.
too common
finding me to common
a place of great satisfaction
comes to a close
https://www.facebook.com/groups/VirtualHaiku/
sorry michael. I do not count them, I simply share them.
virtual haiku
glad i saved
all of the haiku
posted to
virtual haiku
(facebook page),
since i cannot
copy them now.
https://www.facebook.com/groups/VirtualHaiku/
furbuddy fellowship
furbuddy fellowship
a depth of affection and
unconditional
(if you do not consider provided him with food and water as a condition.)
northern lights
winter sky
her neck adorned with
mother of pearl light.
#haiku
prompted by a comment from
Johannes S. H. Bjerg
pharisee
christian pharisee
the old torah still rules
his new life.
the blind
blind wood duck
wanders the backyard pond
cat taken indoors.
merganser
merganser
peacefully floating
explosive dives.
black hole
death stare
like a black hole
gator eyes.
#haiku
lonely poet
even my friends
are hard put to read the poet
in me.
trail
wooded trail
i follow with nary a choice
my fellow travelers.
pond scum
pond scum
gator dressed
in green dots
pride
heart of stone
judging others a constant refrain
lost in his pride.
virgin snow
virgin snow
getting old each day
honeymoon over.
#haiku
stroking
stroking her back
soothing at least one of them
hospice.
#haiku
left lane
left lane
the sheep follow
single file.
hospice reflection
on the window
a vision of a young woman
hospice reflection
#haiku
old dog
crouched down low
the old dog waters the roots
of the cherry tree
#haiku
the old dog warms the roots
last leaf
last leaf falls
only trees undress
for winter
#haiku
Monday, February 2, 2015
snow moon 2015
sunlight on a plate
sliding into the twilight
snow moon
#haiku
posted in
virtual haiku
she told me too
i am wearing a
mickey mouse hat because
she told me too.
adult conversation
crossing my feathers
sharing a bench facing the sea
adult conversation
#haiku
not yet posted to
virtual haiku
ice glare
ice glare
crows provide relief
from the strain.
#haiku
not yet posted on
Virtual Haiku
hospice
a guinness
would not be a burden
hospice
#haiku
posted on
virtual haiku
winter sun
listening to the sun
ice cracks on the walk way
drip in the gutter.
#haiku
posted on
virtual haiku
climate change (adult)
climate change
burrowing through a drift
of cloud shit.
#haiku
post it notes
an·thro-pooh-mor·phic
pooh
an·thro-
pooh
-mor·phic
chest pain
chest pain
worried and told to relax
graph and pressure cuff
picture of good pump
sharp pain continues
#tanka
Sunday, February 1, 2015
dutch cauliflower
nutmeg
milk white sauce
missing mom
grave
moving away
i leave a furbuddy buried
in the sand.
#haiku
XLIX
portable television
choir director keeps time
to the play by play.
#XLIX
XLIX
tongue tied
i can only spell it
XLIX
#xlix
his view
eagle floats
rising with the thermals
i envy his view
Saturday, January 31, 2015
rain shine
bright sunshine
and diamonds falling from the
one cloud above.
#
haiku
pelicans
floating north
what causes the pelicans
to change directions?
#
haiku
jazz
listening to jazz
melodies rise and fall
with the surf
#
haiku
sea oats
sea oats
clumped at dune fencing
keeping nothing out.
#
haiku
marsh bunnies
nocturnal bunnies
eating their weight in greens
even when the sun shines.
#
haiku
yarn
ball of yellow yarn
baby blanket by morning.
empty coffee mug.
arbolado
arbolado
pointing to the wooded creekside
a spanish smile
Friday, January 30, 2015
mimosas
mimosas
sweeping
west
a
path
of
blossoms
a
playful
cat
burney park, amelia island
winter rose bud
whispers
of warm breezes
rose buds unfurl
Thursday, January 29, 2015
gates
gates swinging left
asks for global government
windows crack.
Bill Gates wants a global government to fight global warming.
library
binding proposition
take a book, leave a book
truth in lending
shivers
furbuddy shivers
nature's call leads him
into the frosted grass
twilight
twilight
the shadows of the palms
linger on the marsh.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
shiny bottoms
corduroy white caps
he remembers his youth
shiny bottom.
Sunday, January 25, 2015
open your eyes
four shots of espresso
she wants to open your eyes
bossy mama
gull race
bag of bread crumbs
frantic gulls jockey for
first place.
solitude
empty beach
strolling beside the surf.
solitude.
Saturday, January 24, 2015
whataburger
corner table
watching dinners mingle, chat
lonely burger, fries
window table
he stares at the parking lot
never her eyes
lighthouse
the twirling beam
atop the old white tower
puts friday to bed.
transferring nature
cross legged,
the beach sticks to him all the
way to iowa
knitting
knitting a scarf
she will never wear
needles a blur
saturday
cartoons in the den
moans from the master suite
saturday
Friday, January 23, 2015
loss of tender memory
I drove by the grave
and missed that pang of regret.
healing comes with time
so they say but i fear that
loss of tender memory.
taste of loss
my heart is jumbled -
sorrow moves up my throat -
the taste of loss.
tigger
in my teardrop
i see her running the field
ears back and happy
Easter Morning @ Sunrise
when a
furbuddy
is
buried in the hole you provide
part of you stays there too.
tigger's field
passing tigger's field
i tell her she was a good girl.
tight throat and a tear
furbuddy
my
furbuddy
chasing rabbits when asleep
deep yawn at dawn
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