Stopping to See

Haiku, Tercets, Epigrams
2025-

By Mike Garofalo

 

never ever Simple—
   simplifying or
   simplicity

 

history books
unopened—
   American minds

 

open gate
saluting
daybreak

 

sins forgiven
crucifix crossed—
   ballast tossed

 

bitter
memories—
   taste of defeat

 

Your never to old
to embrace ...
   a stupid idea.

 

bugle sounds
Taps
   lights out

 

I tossed cans
in the recycling bin—
    mea culpa

 

broken truck
stuck—
   wallet empty

 

eyes horizontal
nose vertical—
my mind stood Up
      side  
            d
            o
            w
            n

 

 

April

 

   damp ground
muddy trails—
     watching my step

 

his rocking chair
sopped moving—
he died

 

Politics wobbly—
King T talks
and talks and talks

 

Silently
tulips bloom ...
by wooden shoes.

 

nursery roses
roots and stalks—
digging holes

 

        dead bonsai
     dried out—
washed the brown ceramic tray

 

Driving too Fast
    and Crashed!!!
Lessons not learned!

 

dusty books
unopened—
    silent shelves

 

    blocked
        stuck—
need a writer's prompt

 

too much
    to drink—
too boozed to think

 

    April holds
tightly—
stiff and cold

 

too late—
    pissed in my pants
        could not wait

 

    mad as hell
rants and raves—
I snuck away

 

Turned off
the light—
    listened to the night

 

Before daybreak
the lantern died—
    closed the book

 

    car Crash
ambulance
—sign of the cross

 

homeless woman
    stands and begs—
American progress

 

        Good news
    Bad news—
Relative to whom?

 

Ferns
    die away—
Reborn in May

 

rain drops
    stopped—
began to walk

 

        His rocking chair
    stopped moving—
He died

 

coming
cumming—
    Loud sighs

 

    fists touch
        fight now—
betting window closed

 

        She fell—
broken foot
    limping moans

 

potted plant
        dry—
chores for today

 

Tillamook Spring—
    green grass
        grazing cows

 

    the aftertaste
    of rebukes—
friendship over

 

    April 1st—
    cherry trees
Red

 

gusty winds—
cherry blossoms
    sca tt er e d

 

    April sun
dries the mud—
red tulips

 

Morning
stretch—
    thirsty

 

red mug
steaming—
    taste of tea

 

        steaming
    cup—
Starbucks

 

drinking
    at dusk—
Irish coffee

 

ugly child
cried—
ugly mom sighed

 

angry again
    displeased—
cornered in

 

changes
endured—
    seasonally

 

moss on rocks
lichens on trees—
pimples on my cheek

 

house plants
    all around—
fresh air

 

The little girl said "Hi"
waved her hand and smiled
made me happier for awhile.

 

    opening
his old letter—
lost lives replayed

 

        Talked with
    my Brother—
tumor in his brain

 

    we lost
    the game—
our season ended that way

 

cold wind
        rings chimes—
silence of drizzling rain

 

        buttered bread
    coffee black—
daybreak rituals

 

Loved
her songs ...
        We sang along.

 

clouds gone
warming—
red tulips

 

dull mind
tired legs
old age

 

9,000 steps today—
spring sunshine
chores done

 

not high
not drunk—
overjoyed

 

He said "move your Chi" to me.
I had little use for mysterious Chi.
Chi-Qi language was irrelevant to me.

I moved my arms, moved my legs
walked and danced every day
no need for Chi to guide the Way.

Chi's like blood or nerve energies
but invisible, unmeasurable
not anatomically or physiologically
comprehensible to me.

Tai Chi teachers are good for me
without all the chatter
about my moving my Chi.

 

 

Nurture or Nature?
a question for an answer
to issues in our days.

Using Vilfredo Pareto's Rule
the 80/20 ratio reveals itself
in many instances unveiled.

Roughly 80% of consequences
come from 20% of causes—
the Vital Few.

Take hetero-sexuality
instinctual, libidinal, inbred
80% can't resist Nature's

Species Survival Rules
female-male unconsciously
attracted to reproduce.

The majority are thus
automatically not attracted
to homosexuality.

Actually, genetically confused
and uncomfortable with
displays of "Queer Love."

Yes, many of the 80%
are also indoctrinated to believe
by parents, religions, customs, and laws

That gay sex is evil, sinful, illegal
bad, disgusting and wrong.
Nurturing here clearly to blame

For unnecessary disgust and hatred
that endlessly reclaims
anti-LGBT sentiments in backwater

Politician's pitches for voter's praise
ready to sacrifice and stigmatize
the 20% not playing their unconscious

knee-jerk missionary sexual games,
not a threat in any practical way,
but fanatics want gay blood anyway.

80% Nature, 20% Nurture
or the other twisted way
80% Nurture, 20% Nature

or 50-50 or some other ratio
that exposes our predispositions
to react and believe in this way.

Nature and Nurture combined
spawn the many hateful anti-gay
consequences we see all the time.

So who decided that commercials
featuring kissing men, interracial
gays, dykes and lesbians would

rile up conservatives to vote
for Republicans cutting taxes
for corporations and eliminating

Diversity, Equality, and Inclusion
for Blacks, Gays, Asians or Mexicans,
kept economically at bay.

Yes, you know why!
Corporate greed, oligarchy,
white Southern Confederate Pride,

millionaires buying ballots
crapping on little guys
the glee of a wealthy middle class

tearing up our progress;
fundamentalist fanatics power grabs
Christians, Muslims, Ignorants.

Return to the Past
Make America Great Again
God Bless America!

What about those damn
niggers, wet backs, rag heads,
filling up OUR white folks land?

The underpinning is Nature.
Birds of a Feather, Fuck Together.
Species differentiation inbred drives

compel us to prefer our own
and not other kinds
80% of the time

unconsciously rejecting diversity.
Then, of course, structurally,
sociologically, economically

keep the Haves-Having
and the Have-Nots humbled
the harsh realities of our American

history of slavery, Jim Crow,
Women enslaved by laws and men,
oppression of Native Americans,

Asian exclusion, persecution,
imprisoning gays, anti-Labor laws,
legalized Christian marriage rules.

 

 

 

 

Cuttings: Haiku and Tercets (1998-2016)

Transitions: Haiku and Tercets (2017-2024)

Stopping to See: Haiku and Tercets (2025-)

25 Steps and Beyond: Collected Works

Epigrams, Quips, Sayings: 1,000 One Liners

Tao Te Ching: Concordance, Anthology

Zen Poetry: Bibliography, Links, Resources

Poetry Research by Mike Garofalo

At the Edges of the West, Volume 2
Highway 99 and Interstate 5

At the Edges of the West, Volume 1
Highway 101 and Hwy 1

The Gushen Grove Sonnets

Bundled Up: Tanka Poetry

Reginald Horace Blyth (1898 - 1964)

Buddhism

Taoism

Above the Fog

The Oak Tree in the Courtyard

Tercets and Haiku Research

Two Levels: Haibun Poetry


 

 

 

 

Mike Garofalo lives in Vancouver, Washington.
He worked for 50 years in city and county
public libraries, and in elementary schools.
He graduated with degrees in philosophy,
library science, and education. He has been
a web publisher since 1998.

Biography

 

 

 

 

 

 

Text Art and Concrete Poetry

25 Steps and Beyond; Collected Works

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