Wind over
the mountaintop
Piled stones

Wind over
the mountaintop
Wooden cross

Wind over
the mountaintop
Your silhouette

Dry leaf
on the frozen snow
A bird lands

Dry leaf
on the frozen snow
A squirrel passes

Dry leaf
on the frozen snow
A boot steps

Stuck in traffic
Melting ice
falls off the truck

Speeding traffic
Melting ice
falls off the truck

Accident scene
Melting ice
falls off the truck

Pond on the prairie
Geese descend
to the cold brown grass

Pond on the prairie
Geese ascend
from the cold brown grass

Learning to fly
Tom Petty
in dungarees

Learning to fly
John Coltrane
in reverie

Learning to fly
Johnny Rotten
in recovery

That Bird can fly
Charlie Parker
with mastery

Early morning
The sweet smell
of burning sugar cane

Early morning
The sweet burning smell
of sugar cane

Early morning
The sweet smell of burning
sugar cane

Early morning
burning

Smoke and jazz
with a stand-up bass
Wind in the pines

Smoky jazz
with a stand-up bass
Wind in the pines

Smoking hot jazz
with a stand-up bass
Wind in those pines

Harvest moon
Fall
to the ground

Harvest moon
Too big
to fall

Harvest moon
Too big
to fail

Harvest moon
Picking corn
from the ground

Rooftop garden
Organic herbs grown
on the roof of a shack

Rooftop garden
Fair-skinned Herbert groans,
“The sunburn on my back!” 

Climbing
the mast in the sun
The breeze

Climbing
the trail on the shore
The waves

Climbing
the trellis in the yard
The rose

Climbing
the wall in the dark
The thief

Bear in a tree
Nowhere to go
but down

Boughs that bend
A bear ascends
the young poplar tree

Travelers wait
A bear on the road
leaving town

Water flows
under the bridge
The fisherman waits

Sweat flows
under my shirt
The policeman waits

Ants flow
over the lawn
My ham sandwich waits

Summer lightning
The smell of idling
boat engines

Summer lightning
Children running
to the ice cream truck

Summer lightning
Your fingers spreading
on my back

Lover’s padlock
on a chain link fence
Empty building

Lover’s padlock
on a chain link fence
Broken glass

Lover’s padlock
on a chain link fence
Smoke is rising

Scattered stones
All the good friends
I’ve left behind

Scattered lilies
All the good friends
I’ve left behind

Missing socks
All the good friends
I’ve left behind

No paper
How will we pay
our bills?

No paper
How will we wipe
our bums?

No paper
How will we get
our news?

No paper
We will chart
our course by the stars

That deep spring snow
ten years ago

We stumble and fall
pushing through
the deep snow

Two trees that bend
then descend
into white drifts

I rise and push on

Slow thaw,
sunrise after sunrise,
snow on patches of grass

Spring sprouts here
sprouts there

Doorway swings
the shack; I’m gone
and yet I’m back

Offering
knock-knock jokes
to the thunder and sky

Waiting
for some reply

Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits

How can Haiku Habits change your life?

I am new to writing haiku poems. I don’t pretend to post great haiku. I want to get better at haiku and through haiku. I want to pay attention, capture the moment, and share. This seems a good remedy for my human condition.

Life in seventeen syllables (or less). At a time.

What do you haiku? Critique, reflect, trash, enjoy! We get better – together.