Part 2, More Penny Haiku...

[Steve Plonk]

"Caw-Caw Penny Haiku #1"
By Steve Plonk

I don't know why
Things go awry
When we mind
Our own beeswax & all--
But pesky crows keep coming
Around our parked car,
Leaving their "cawing" cards...
Eating most suet in front & side yards...

(Also posted on my topical poems: "Some Penny Haiku, Outside the Stall" p. 2, in the Poetry forum, slightly different title).


"Caw-Caw Penny Haiku #2"
By Steve Plonk

(a)
Three pairs of crows
Roosting in the trees
Waiting on the breeze
Rustling their feathers
Three pairs of crows
Waiting out the freeze
For a change in weather...

(b)
Six old crows
On a thick tree branch pose
Like they're on a tether
Six old crows
Watch flurry snow
Bunching close together...


"Caw-Caw Penny Haiku #3"
By Steve Plonk

(a)
Three old crows
Pecking in the snow
For crusts of bread
Three old crows
Flew down below
One's bobbing its head...

(b)
One of the crows
Does a little dance
Acting like a jester
Two other crows
Squabble at each other
Like a brother & sister...

[Steve Plonk]

“Winter Cats Penny Haiku”

By Steve Plonk

(1)
We three cats from Tennessee are,
Riding in crates in the family car,
As down goes the sun,
Up come the moon,
Back from the vets we come...

(2)
At the top of the stairs
We’re out of our crates,
We scamper out &
Don’t hesitate—
In the kitchen,
With a mew, mew, meow,
We sing out for our chow...

(3)
Our “feline ID” & “Pro-Pac” is served,
Each of us eats our chow with verve,
Smacking, crunching,
Licking & munching,
Our bowl we clear(s)
Every bit that appears...

(4)
We three cats, from Tennessee,
Treating each other with charity—
Sounding out our purrs with clarity—
Three cats tonight
Are free from spats,
Snoozing on our faux
Leopard skin mats...

[dadio]

This how it ought to be done and is and thank you for it.

[Steve Plonk]

Dadio, Appreciate your praise.

[Steve Plonk]

"Silver Lining Penny Haiku"
By Steve Plonk

Cloud over the moon
Means my misery has come
Misery will be over--
It shall pass--
Silver lined transparent
Front cloud will come
Misery turns over with the
Weather as destiny
Keeps beckoning
When the silver lined
Crystal front passes.

Circa Feb. 1968, Revised Feb. 2011.


"Limbo Penny Haiku"

Everywhere, in the dream, I go,
I see children bow their heads
They pray to a G-d they cannot see or hear,
They feel the wind blow the leaves free
Hope that they will be drifting in eternity/
***
Branches of the ground hold up our feet--
Grow our winter wheat--
All the darkness will come down
In darkness, only starlight is found,
We're groping our wretched path
Through the frozen snow,
Awaiting the sunlight of heaven's Spring...

Circa Feb. 1968, Revised 2011.

"George Washington's Cherry Day"

Edited by Steve Plonk

Today is Washington's Cherry Day,
Prithee, good sir, a kiss.
I flaireith my dress for none,
Who war'th his life to merry-make,
When, for me, good sir,
Could make a son...
"I'll give thee my cherry,
If thee put down thy gun"

By an anonymous lady, from WITCH,
Circa, Feb. 1968...Leaflets handed out
with paper mache cherries,
during peace demonstration,
outside the NYC United Services Organization.
Copyrighted by the editor in 1986. Part of
larger MSS. called EXPERIENCE FOR SALE..."
Reprinted for educational reasons...
Author/Editor, Steve Plonk, retains reprint rights.
(Yes, folks there was a war on then, too.)

HAPPY PRESIDENT'S DAY!

[Steve Plonk]

"Polar Bear Club Penny Haiku"
By Steve Plonk

(a)
I'd like to go swim in the ocean
I'd like to go swim in the sea
I'd like to go swim in the ocean
But it's much too far for me...

I'd like to swim in Walden's Pond
I'd like to swim in Chicamauga Lake
I'd like to swim in Walden's Pond
But it's much too cold, for goodness sake...
***
(b)
How do they stand the cold in Lake Huron?
How do they deal with the ice?
How do they stand Lake Superior?
When warmer times will suffice?

Ice fishing in winter is okay, I guess...
When the lakes have great ice cover,
But I prefer warmer times to fish,
In my swim trunks in a flatboat rover.

[Steve Plonk]

"Aho Penny Haiku"

Heading up to more readable heights,
More people seem to come out in the nights,
So now you don't have to scroll down to read me,
Perhaps then you'll be more apt to post & heed me.

[Steve Plonk]

"Sunday Breakfast Penny Haiku"

Sapsucker pecking on the house slats,
Waking up to gentle mews from house cats,
Getting jiggy to get our bacon & eggs cooked,
Another Sunday morning in our warm winter nook.

[joel]

Sapsucker pecking on the house slats,
Waking up to gentle mews from house cats,

Sitting down to pen my prayer
Of thanks for poets' mornings fair.

Steve, these are always great! Thanks for blessing me with thanks to give!

[Steve Plonk]

Thanks, Joel, I'll keep these "gems in the rough" coming...

[Steve Plonk]

"Revelation Penny Haiku"
By Steve Plonk

There is no human strength,
Just varying degrees
Of weakness...
Our only strength comes
From G-d who made
Heaven & earth...
So let us pray for
That gift of strength
From our Lord,
To get us through trying times/

[joel]

Thanks, Joel, I'll keep these "gems in the rough" coming...

And you deliver. Sweet.

[Steve Plonk]

Appreciate your reading, Joel.

[Doreen Peri]

I'm enjoying your poetry, Steve!

[creativesoul]

on a roll there