As a diversion from making the "blacklisted" web page, I collected the
following middle lines from a number of my haiku and rearranged
them into the following new haiku. I added prepositions and adjusted
cases when necessary, but left the lines as untouched as possible.
Enjoy the surrealism.
trees glow green
a hippopotamus opens
the sound of an ornament
bumpy flight
guatemalan security checks
the blur of insects
the woodcutter shaves
a large raven rummages
on the beach freeway
storm clouds gather
every trail leads
to reflections of children
a dead leaf spins
the old woman stretches
the silence between ticks
layers of sunlight
the bean vines climb
on spider silk
the red poppy buzzes
tree branches toss
the sine wave's scamper
the child climbs on my lap
a red m&m melts
roses explode
yellow leaves among the green
sun glints off the tail
of a swallowtail butterfly
all colors fade
the truck dumps asphalt
on the out-of-town guest
layers of color
tooth marks in the frosting
of the vegetable feast
a single willow leaf spins
dumping the water out
of the puzzled haijin
a blackberry stretches
reflections from the water
the duck's neck extends
the ripples of their footsteps
a jet roars across
the spout of the teapot
a fingerling leaps
the sedges' leaves dip
into a swarm of sand fleas
the duck family emerges
a leaf detours
around the rock-throwing boy
green kingfisher
the diving boys climb
a craggy oak branch
a rock skips through the reflections
a wave of cirrus clouds breaks
so many dreams left
a boy cannonballs
two streaks of silver and
the smell of sewage
the hiss of the ocean
the dragon princess growls
at red, white and blue bunting
speed bumps
a corona around
the frayed american flag
three ravens circle
the stars and stripes hang limp
against tarred road felt
a storm of yellow leaves
the old man drills bolt holes
in his twin horns
the prelate dawdles
his open hand cracks
the mountain ridge
upturned garbage carts
women exchange soup recipes
carved on fallen branches
29 January 2003
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