And on a happy note...

Wisdom unfolding

A waltz to time's cantered gait

Founded in magic

To what end?

Saying just to say

The way gets lost easily

In thirty-one days

Inspiration

Wells run dry or full

Without our consultation

Still we wonder why

Words smoothed and fitted

A picture captured in voice

Just ten more days, blog

News?

Middle East rages

More people losing their homes

And still we read this

Happy Birthday, Ryan

First born, many needs

Boundless imagination

Grow in love, my son

The weather is getting to me

Rain patters and pools

Above, a dismal gray veil

Turns the world sulking

A message from the Blogmeister

The Haiku Commentator deeply regrets that his already o'er-crowded brain has been short-circuited today with anticipation of a certain Dinosaur Jr. show he will attend tonight at The Vic Theatre in Chicago. Today's Haiku (Japanese, Celtic or otherwise) has been preempted by this sad state of mind, further exacerbated by the disturbing realization that the last time said Haiku Commentator saw Dinosaur Jr. was at Lollapalooza in 1993.

Where does the time go?

Peace and irony

Legacy of hope

So deftly sculpted by pride

Into something less

From-beyond-the-grave robber

The music of dead Michael Jackson
Is once again gaining some traction.
Since the song rings a bell
--And it does, you can tell--
It’s amazing there’s no legal action.

The view from here

History's shoulders

A perch as solid and stiff

As shrugging allows

Disaster planning

When posting gets tough

On travel days like this one

Go for the zombies

Iowa City

Carpets orange, red

Rustle with hurried footsteps

To homecoming's cheer

Physics, my enemy

Forward momentum

Coffee's magic still absent

"Who put the door there?"

Yes, I ran into the door this morning. Now I have a stylish red line bisecting my forehead. Ugh.

The not so Jolly Roger

Poetic justice

Every once in a long while

Makes the whole world grin

Simple pleasures

A ruby halo

The languid cascade spreading

Tranquil, warm and smooth

Brain cramp!

Sudden sense of nil

Thoughts bleeding into the void

Rescue me You Tube!

Too short a season

Wrigley sits, silent

Summer's honeyed light leaving

Shadows yawn and stretch

Dorm Etiquette 101

What are you doing?

Find a room, all right you guys?

I mean somewhere else!

Of Social Media's Siren Song

Writing on Facebook

Status: "Too much snot today!"

Why did I say that?

Oooops

Chicago, waiting

Receives an early notice

Pack up the cake, Rich

Smells like 2016 Olympics

Oprah, Obama

Jetting to Copenhagen

Daley must be geeked