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HAIKU-O-RAMA
(as compiled by H)
Additions/revisions will be
made in the near future
H's
daily Haiku (starting on Day 4, one a day, that’s all we ask)
Day 4
(Saddle canyon?)
last
night's dinner knocks
i stumble to the groover
a deer licks my face
Day 5
(mile 66.5 aka 2 rattlers, aka uncle Espejo?)
large
rapids beckon
a long, slow, meaningful stroke
wet with excitement
rock
remains still, calm
water searches frantically
together as one
Day 6
(cremation)
a sight
to behold
like a painting but alive
life imitates art
Day 7
(?)
entropy
whispers
i yearn for peace and order
i break the third law
Day 8 (blacktail?)
i
breathe liquid air
flaccid rim dwellers observe
voyeurs watch me live
Day 9 (Tapeats
creek)
i
followed a path
searching for ancient wisdom
they spoke in riddles
Day 10
(mile 149 aka mat cat amoeba hotel?)
clear
skies bring the rain
savor the unexpected
hey, there's a beaver
Day 11
(?)
harmony
placates
adversity penetrates
inner spirits shine
Day 12
(mile 220)
eat,
drink, sleep, paddle
bare necessities indulge
hedonists abound
Day 13
(take out)
leaving
paradise
teary goodbyes, paths diverge
still above crystal
Heard
in the Haiku hangout (Day 12 mile 220) It was quite a night as you'll
see...
Thomas
Patrick (our most
prolific haikuer)
morning
reels and jigs
smiling, rested, wonderful
practice makes perfect
take it
all, sit down
glory in the group effort
at haiku hangout
talking
to myself
with one finger at a time
look, it's haiku man
you
just never know
foundation begin to shift
could be the plywood
watching
the morning
way on down where bacon burns
laughing through any pain
tossing
and turning
a spider on my shoulder
wait, don't be afraid
where
does the time go
all along the canyon floor
layered voices speak
(day 8)
over-hydrated
I want to soak in the sun
down by the river
(day 8)
you get
one phone call
you ever seen this before?
must be a boatman
(day 12)
water
is music
soothing, transcending, sleep comes
river is my drug
(day 9)
never
seen that, nope
purty damn interesting
you get one phone call
(day 9)
we
travel alone
remember to breathe
self rescue this time
rowin
in oarboat
canyon eclipsed by the steam
safer than boxcars
Traci/Kasia
(tag-team haiku, giggling optional)
rainstorm
after dark
tent cover a parachute
up, up, and away
traci (day 4)
traci
on the throne
a rattler lurking behind
scream, wipe, run away
traci/kasia (day 4)
leaving
havasu
pull underestimated
hey guys, we are fucked
traci (day 10)
vulcan
rapid roars
answered by the thund'rous sky
the moons celebrate
traci (day 11)
bongos
on my butt
as i am pulled to safety
where the hell's my boat?
traci (day 12)
wild,
roaring rapids
our two faces clearing through
exhilirated
kasia (day 5)
grains
of sand in tents
and in mouth, in nose, in hair
drowning us in waves
kasia (day 5)
bite my
lower lip
preparing for the big one
line up, drop in, whee!
traci (day 6)
red
walls rising high
reachin boulders to the sky
ragged edged splendor
traci (day 6)
big
horn sheep starboard
agave plant to port side
beauty all around
(alternate
ending: raging rapids bow - editors note: what's up with that...just
pick one and end it already)
traci (day 7)
Dawna
stars
shine bright above
music of the night prevails
i sleep peacefully
(day 5)
sleeping
under stars
Dawna, me and pig-sticker
watchful eye at night
(day 12 with guest haikuer, kasia)
water
slide of rock
where i am swept off my feet
romantic canyon
(day 2 with guest haikuer Michael C.)
timeless
existence
our watches have no meaning
one wonderful day
(day 12, again with guest haikuer Michael C. - fast becoming the
"Captain and Tenille"of haiku)
Bob
Parker
with
AzRa boat folks
we get good food and bad jokes
let's all celebrate!
spring
and falls age man
his trips and falls give him pain
views the falls - net gain
Sarah
canyon
keeps secrets
the great unconformity
lose a billion years
(day 7)
my
heart beat echoes
canyon walls grow up to god
a work in progress
(day 7)
blue
heron takes flight
chooses air over water
i remain grounded
Kat
Mac
a
canyon clear night
not wanting the day to end
crescent moon hangs light (day
12)
this
beach is hoppin'
toads of unusual size
kisses anyone?
(day 12 mile 194)
bonding
with my dad
i saw his hairy white ass
thank god nothing more
(by Kat Mac and Melanie PH, from Mark's
point of view)
Mark
woke up
with calves sore
kat's my hero with one ore
i'm ready for
more
(day 8)
one
final haiku
great people, great times, new friends
may we meet again
(read at the Haiku Hangout)
Others
guys,
we are so fucked
shut up Mel, and let me think
rope, pull, climb, cut, swim
Melanie PH (day 10)
snake
in the bushes
way more scared than I am
you spineless reptile
Steve L.
wisdom
of our lives
time does not stand still for us
participate - now
Michael
P.
morning
rise and stretch
invigorating poses
Mel, how much longer?
(author????)
what a
day it was
sunshine, wicked wind, and naked swim (sic)
canyon memories..........................Kathy
(editors
note: I count nine in this one...another anal retentive suggestion:
sunshine, wind, and naked swim...although I do like the word
"wicked"...we'll have to think on this one)
ghost
boat in eddy
six bright faces drift and bob
lift them up, surprise
Steve PH (day 12)
early
morning light
magic music fills the air
adventure unknown
BJ (day 11)
ruby or
river
happy anniversary
from canyon fam'ly.......................Lora
sunny
and blue skies
lightening (sic) and thunder strikes
lava here we come..................Kathleen (day 11)
goin'
to par'dise
surprisingly vigorous
naked, anyone?.....................(clearly a tribute haiku attributed
in my journal to "the girls" day what-ever....)
Haikus
shared on other days
Mel
P
brought
forth in redness
I'm a child of the river
frolic in her arms
wake me
up river
big muddy ice water waves
better than coffee (day
6)
Michael
C.
we raft
the Grand Canyon
the sun beats down upon us
the wave is my friend
minstrels
three are we
music flows like the river
we rock the Grand Canyon (day
8) (editor’s note: is this yours Mike?
I’m guessing by the handwriting)
unlucky
thirteen
river runs on without us
but flows within us
(day 13)
BJ
canyon
riva (sic) trip
brothers and sisters unite
hydrotherapy
(day 8 blacktail)
canyon
river trip
easy forward, look around
never long enough............. (day 13)
Ann
Marie (great final day
entries)
gorilla
sunrise
what a magical delight
canyon dreams arise............. (day 13)
ancient
wisdom speaks
a new day is rising up
live in this moment (day
13)
bumpy
bouncy bus
down the riverbed we roll
serenity now
(day 13)
Jessica
(again, great final day entries from a first halfer...)
the
perfect haiku
reality has set in
beauty we've all seen
(day 13)
the key
to be happy
enjoy life to it's fullest
friendship and beauty
(day 13)
Thomas
Patrick
melody
maker
sailin a kite on
water
watch him fly away
(day 13)
jimmy
took a ride
screaming chicago winds blow
fishin' pole in pack
(day 13)
(editor’s
note: these two cry out to be song lyrics...)
Patrick
today
we are here
admiring the grand beauty
may we remember
(day 4)
Post-Trip
Haikus
back to
work, depressed
dreaming of another life
i hate wearing
pants
(Mark) the
mighty canyon
always in our memory
i miss the
groover
(Patrick)
civilization
finger nails on a chalkboard
nature take me
back (Dawna)
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