Poem One For National Poetry Month April

Grocery Store Neon:  (Lune)

Tiger Tony greets
cereal folk
with sugared dreams.

Cat Haikus

Oliver, stretches out
and over my inked notebook.
Pay attention to ME!

Poetry Circus Haiku

April 15, 2013

New York Mets vs. The Colorado Rockies

Spring training ends
from Port St. Lucie;
to fielding in Snow.

Poetry Museum: Kerouac

Kerouac in 1968, explained the importance of Haiku to the Paris Review :

Haiku? You want to hear haiku? You see you got to compress into three short lines a great big story. First you start with a haiku situation—so you see a leaf, as I told her the other night, falling on the back of a sparrow during a great big October wind storm. A big leaf falls on the back of a little sparrow. How you going to compress that into three lines? Now in Japanese you got to compress it into seventeen syllables. We don't have to do that in American—or English—because we don't have the same syllabic bullshit that your Japanese language has. So you say: “Little sparrow”—you don't have to say little—everybody knows a sparrow is little because they fall so you say”

Poems by Roth

Lakeland Bird Watching

Red head woodpecker,
strongly taps, taps, taps for bugs
hidden inside tree.

Haiku between Mom and Son

Bok Tower:  Lake Whales-Central Florida 

White Tale Picture Makers 

Perfect day for a road trip too, 

lonely swamp land

cedars,

sky blue.

White tale doe flickers 

across highway twenty four 

our brakes hit hard

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I first wrote this to my mom in our Poetry Correspondence.  Find a partner to share your muse and writing with, it may be a wife, mom, or best friend, but find someone who will kindle, amusing your creative spark.  Enjoy the journey Gregory D. Rothbard 

Haiku/Senryu for Wm. S. Burroughs:

Vampire Junkies 

waiting for the end of time, 

drinking cups of Joe.

+ America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers. Wm. S. Burroughs

When I become death, death is the seed from which I grow. Wm S. Burroughs

Mayfair by the Lake: Haikus

Dad and I hike up

through dewy laid state park, 

gray slug crawls on moss.

                        - Gregorio Roth

Up way too early, 

have to put up the Artwork,

I need coffee now!

                 - Jessica Baylor Rothbard 

These Haiku were written by my wife and I, the morning of Mayfair by the Lake. The influence for Gregorio Roth's poem is a recollection of a hike my dad and I took at Ecola State Park, Oregon.   It was a rainy day and we witnessed a Slug slurping up a leaf; it was amazing to see something so slow, yet progressing steadily consuming a whole leaf.    I hope you enjoyed them.
Mayfair by the Lake

On a Train in Yellow Stone:

Aboard, yellow train/ 
Grand Tour amongst big black bison/ 
Sulfite spews faithful