Pool ku




pairs of lotioned limbs
grow tan on white deck chairs
sometimes a page turns


a hibiscus bud
skips across the chalky deck
prodded by a breeze


crows drop crusts of bread
into the blue pool, a few
sink to nevermore


styrofoam noodles
the color of crayons
float in bright water


the black and white cat
crouches, lapping water slyly
then feigns indifference


a ring of house keys
a pair of yellow flip flops
lie in striped shade


her gaze enjoins
the umbrella’s taut shadow
of whom does that girl dream?




Comments

  1. SpiderJanuary 13, 2007 at 11:30 PM

    You are so talented - and that top photograph is really wonderful...

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  2. BugsJanuary 14, 2007 at 12:19 AM

    I could feel the sun and smell the chlorine and sun lotion.
    Love it Joe :)

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  3. LaurieJanuary 14, 2007 at 12:32 PM

    Spider is right, you are incredibly talented.

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  4. Brown ShoesJanuary 14, 2007 at 1:24 PM

    Hey somewhere -
    Thank you for your comment on my last post - I have enjoyed tremendously what I've read here so far, and will forever hold you in high esteem for this sentence (from your "about me")

    "My native depravity is sometimes trumped by an inadvertent reverence."
    Really - can anybody ask for much more than that in this life?
    I think not.

    BS

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  5. JeauxJanuary 14, 2007 at 3:03 PM

    Thanks, spidey - that photo is actually in color, not processed; I was wowed by the tonal contrast which struck me as rather poetic in its own right. All I had to do was notice and net it.

    Bugs - cool. Evoking sensation is what I try for in haiku... (I love Australian Gold suncreen, by the way - though I suspect there's more Miami than Melbourne in that luscious pina-colada concoction.)

    Laurie - thanks. Perhaps too much for my own good, as my sophomore-year English teacher once told me. It took years for me to understand what he was getting at. But... you play the hand you're dealt.

    Thanks for stopping by Shoes... that's the first time anybody's commented on that comment; I appreciate you for that.

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  6. GillianJanuary 14, 2007 at 8:44 PM

    Looks like you are sporting either 30 or 80 gigs there my friend. Santa brought me 30 gigs and I am loving it! I call myself iBlue...LOL
    So, your beach haikus are so illustrious. Yet diminutive, as they are intended to be!
    Illustrious in content; diminutive in proportions.
    Makes me wish I was at my virtual beach house!
    Cheers...

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  7. LogophileJanuary 14, 2007 at 8:56 PM

    OOOOO
    lovely images and even lovelier words,
    so glad I came by and saw these.

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  8. CandaceJanuary 14, 2007 at 11:22 PM

    Soooo scrumptious! I have a particular weakness for haiku. Thanks!

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  9. The GruntJanuary 15, 2007 at 3:58 AM

    Everyone is here

    Enjoying your haiku, Joe

    Especially me.

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  10. JeauxJanuary 15, 2007 at 8:28 AM

    Blue - it' a 30, a premium from my bank. Now I want those neat little wireless earphones. Illustrious, but diminutive... yes. Heh, and haiku are too.

    logophile - I'm glad too, for both of us.

    Candace - so do I. Like wild strawberries, small but scrumptious.

    Grunt - now that was cool. You even got the classic syllabication down. Made my morning.

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  11. DanJanuary 15, 2007 at 5:28 PM

    You are very talented my friend. Every one of these gave me a clear image in my head. Very nice.

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  12. JeauxJanuary 15, 2007 at 7:04 PM

    Dan, when I read your comment it occurred to me that haiku, in both its brevity and tang, arose as a way to take a photograph, before there were cameras. I guess I realized that intuitively, but never as a clearly conscious thought.

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  13. SarahJanuary 15, 2007 at 7:48 PM

    Okay, besides the utterly beautiful words, the PICTURES are orgasmic! They could be sold to a resort for stock pictures.

    Awesome. Awesome. Awesome.

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  14. JeauxJanuary 15, 2007 at 9:03 PM

    Thanks, buddy - I knew you'd dig those shots.

    Check out sarah's site, peeps, if you want a photography lesson - and meet one of the lovliest families in the blogosphere.

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