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haiku

David X. Hugo — Fri, 07 May 2010 15:40:40 +0000

the rain makes oily
rainbows in the parking lot;
the empire’s facade.

technology, entertainment, design

David X. Hugo — Mon, 03 May 2010 08:27:53 +0000

i posit that all of this gas
and carbon nonsense is
the molecules within a falling
raindrop, electrons and
other scientific things popping
and fizzing as supernovas in
a black abyss. that chances are
we will be crushed on an umbrella,
that man will have spent all
of his time sitting in front of computer
screens, watching geniuses blabber,
positing about carbon and raindrops,
and plop,
right on some 9 year old’s hannah
montana umbrella. she’ll be livin’ like
us, ears closed, just like one big
epic irony. for feelings,
i guess.

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rcribay — Fri, 09 Apr 2010 22:26:25 +0000

she runs ahead
umbrella-less in the rain;
over her shoulder, smiles.

My Backyard: The Bog

beighartman — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 18:41:34 +0000

And the rain came down
Down and Down
Down and Down
And Down.
Down and Down
Down and Down
And Down.
And looking out the window
My countenance falls
Down and Down
Down and Down
And Down.
(catch breath)
Down and Down
Down and Down
And Down.
Until finally I’ve had enough.
To hell with this,
I’m taking a nap.

one-on-one

rcribay — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 15:46:21 +0000

rains falls, grim and grey
the park is empty–
soaked mud leaks in streams
across sidewalks like
pulsating coffee veins.

but at one hoop
the wet thuds of diminished dribbles
a small boy shoots
his watery reflection in the inverted world
following his every move.

rain cloud

David X. Hugo — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 10:49:03 +0000

i am the rain cloud above the
ignorance parade.
i block out the sun
and ask “where did you
put your umbrella?”

i did not choose this.

i can be light as any cloud,
when there is no rain for
me to fall. i can let the sun
through when the wind pushes
me out of the way, or when
i am not feeling gray.
why should i feel bad?
i am like anything else.
without emotions getting
in the way.

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rcribay — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 03:23:01 +0000

on the wet sidewalk
a crumpled umbrella:
was it yours?

the next five minutes

rcribay — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 03:40:55 +0000

we look outside
because
rain is suddenly falling
at night
and in the windows of apartments
across the parking lot
silhouettes appear–
skeptical of the sound –
draw back curtains–
and suddenly
we are collectively admiring
this minor miracle
for the next five minutes.

rainy saturday morning

Julio Chapluzki — Sat, 12 Sep 2009 15:33:39 +0000

as the clouds blot out the sky
darkness spreads through the drapes
and into my living room,
casting me in shadow
and the wish that
the sun would stop shining
and darkness would expand,
until there is no difference,
between night and day,
between day and night,
and this moment would last.

Haiku

beighartman — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 17:04:01 +0000

Prickles in soft sand
Dimple the overcast beach
Whisper on water

The 30th of June

Julio Chapluzki — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 21:52:01 +0000

tantalizing clouds
hold out hope of rain;
perhaps there will be fireworks.

All Around

beighartman — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 02:30:33 +0000

Whistling aurora encases
Ears in a shuddering
Presence of imminence
Sound of sand spilling
From precipitous heights
Hissing as it treads closer
Surrounding every angle
Reaching coarse cement
Smashing liquid bullets
Leaping chaotic harmony
Shifting spectacle of pixels
Translucent humming static
Vibrating peacefully overhead

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rcribay — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 21:08:10 +0000

we wake up
bathed in muted light
rain tapping

Haiku

beighartman — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 17:08:33 +0000

Dripped from exhaust
Oil shines a swirling rainbow
Along the wet driveway

Haiku

beighartman — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 01:04:00 +0000

Spring rain aftermath
Puddles shiver as breeze blows
Across blurry surfaces

Haiku

beighartman — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:44:58 +0000

Raindrops pricking skin
Percussion against city rooftops
Soaking the arid earth

know the power of the sun

rcribay — Tue, 05 May 2009 00:49:53 +0000

these days
we live in a continuum of rain
beneath infinite clouds
our heads bowed
we keep our eyes clear
to see what–
the ground?

on my walk home last week

rcribay — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 01:04:56 +0000

falling suddenly
rain burst from sky
as if the clouds everywhere
shattered and God stood on the
other side of that firmament, hammer in hand
labeled
“use in case of emergency.”

this isn’t your mamma’s spring

Julio Chapluzki — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 00:52:33 +0000

spring has come
with cold and rain
and almost but not quite sleet
and wind and clouds
and gloom and doom
and all the things I wish
would last all year.

-_

rcribay — Tue, 16 Dec 2008 23:28:57 +0000

rain taps at the glass
in such a subtle staccato–
by the time we look
it’s snow.