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

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

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

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.