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Old Man On A Balcony:
Views Of Monterey Bay



A moon in the sky
After sunrise [a rare sight];
Seen it before, but --


A squiggly fractal--
the line of Monterrey's hills--
floats above the fog


The cat licks its paws:
I watch, three floors above: it
Looks up straight at me


Gay flamingo sings:
"The sun rises and the world
Is ablaze with Dawn"


"Weep, weep!" cries a bird
Lost somewhere in fog and mist.
Sunrise with no sun.


Fire on the mountain?
No, the deer are still, tranquil:
It must be sunlight


The orange cloudbank:
One bright touch in the grey sky
Above a grey bay


Dolphins in the bay
Playing, sporting, having fun--
World without money!




The weather bureau
      predicted a sunny day:
All I see is fog




After the fog lifts,
A naked beauty: blue sky
With buttermilk clouds




Bay ablaze with light--
Tin-flash; silver; clear as gin--
After weeks of fog!


 
 
Flock of gulls appears
And suddenly -- disappears
Going God-knows-where...




White on white: bay lost,
Mountains lost, bleached into white:
A clean-cotton mist




Pre-dawn, silence, then --:
Out of unpulsating dark
An unknown bird chirps.




Bay like blackboard grey
Monterrey lost in white fog
Shortest day draws nigh




While I slept they came:
Two unexpected flowers
Sprouting on the vine.




Grey and pastel pink --
A water-color painting --
This light before dawn.




Midnight Haiku

Mottled blueblack sky.
A sudden moon -- briefly! Then:
Blueblack mottled sky...





Midnight Haiku #2

Black darkness only:
I see nothing but I hear
Rain and wind and waves





Midnight Haiku #3

Dancing in the bay--
Dolphins again? No, better:
Reflected moonlight.





Gray sky and gray bay
No division between them
A dead dreary dawn




Misty mountain tops
Floating on nothing, it seems..
"Empty" space is full!




Midnight Haiku #4

Dark, dark: no waves splash,
no barking dogs, no wind. Just
the sound of no sound





No blue: just white-grey,
Like dirty ice, the bay sneaks
Out from under fog.




"Sweet! Sweet!" sings a bird--
Old Ez in Virginia
Heard one cry "Tulip!"





The stone Buddha sits
Still as the Eiger: silent...
The waves crash and splash





Lights across the bay
White jewels scattered, shattered
In a deep black box




Purple, vermilion:
      Each part of the bay glitters
And none is just blue




"Chirp? Churp?" "Oot?" "Cheep!" "Oot!"
Birds unseen, bickering --"Sweep?" --
Above, on the roof.




I see just one tree
The bay is invisible
Fog, fog, endless fog




Some waves cry "Terror!"
Hitting the beach like boulders:
Dark night: darker thoughts.




Botticelli sky:
No fog, no Chinese touches--
A Rennaisance day




All is cloaked in fog
The world seems empty, until --
Far off, a gull shrieks.




Federal Crime

Clear blue bay at sunset
And I am stoned and placid--
Free of grief, almost.






Movie Haiku


Hannibal

Lecter, too, grows old
But remains quite amusing,
Quite terrifying





Tequila Sunrise

A major coke deal --
Treachery in sun-bright places;
One friendship survives





King Kong

Can't blame the big ape:
I, too, went a bit goofy
Over Fay Wray once





Honky Tonk Man

Addictions killed him,
Too much booze and cigarettes.
They still sing his songs.





And Then There Were None

Unpleasantness and
Rash Actions: Even servants
Get drunk and murdered.





White Hunter, Black Heart

Arlen said it best:
"He had a good heart, really--
Just too much Ego."





On A Clear Day You Can See Forever

"Witchcraft" not spoken
But still the best film ever
About Wise Women





Unforgiven

Drunk sociopath
Kills "guilty" and "innocent."
Seemed like Justice, then.





Lady From Shanghai

Trial: Chinese drama:
Crazy house: Hall of mirrors:
A yacht called Circe





Stardust Memories

Woody's rage breaks loose:
A comedy of terrors.
The girl goes nuts, too.





Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil

Voodoo and courtrooms
Both leave us undecided --
"There ain't no answers!"





Intolerance

Those who would do good
Often do the worst evil--
If they have True Faith...





Bird

Did the junk ruin him
Or was it Whitey's racism?
Don't know. Bird is dead.





The Outlaw Josey Wales

The killing must stop --
And, guess what? this time it does:
No final shoot-out.





The Ghost and the Darkness

The whites see lions --
The blacks see devils from Hell -
You'll wonder a bit....





The Maltese Falcon

Seventeen long years
And God-knows-how-many murders
Chasing a lead dream





Bus Stop

You can't discount it,
You can't forget it. It has
M*a*r*i*l*y*n M*o*n*ro*e.





Chimes at Midnight

Winter: Wind, snow, chill:
Merrie England's dead and gone.
Falstaff, too, must die.





The Eiger Sanction

Three times the Eiger
Tried to kill him: And he looked
Into the abyss.






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