Drinking my tea <br />Without sugar- <br />No difference. <br /> <br />The sparrow shits <br />upside down <br />--ah! my brain & eggs <br /> <br />Mayan head in a <br />Pacific driftwood bole <br />--Someday I'll live in N.Y. <br /> <br />Looking over my shoulder <br />my behind was covered <br />with cherry blossoms. <br /> <br />Winter Haiku <br />I didn't know the names <br />of the flowers--now <br />my garden is gone. <br /> <br />I slapped the mosquito <br />and missed. <br />What made me do that? <br /> <br />Reading haiku <br />I am unhappy, <br />longing for the Nameless. <br /> <br />A frog floating <br />in the drugstore jar: <br />summer rain on grey pavements. <br />(after Shiki) <br /> <br />On the porch <br />in my shorts; <br />auto lights in the rain. <br /> <br />Another year <br />has past-the world <br />is no different. <br /> <br />The first thing I looked for <br />in my old garden was <br />The Cherry Tree. <br /> <br />My old desk: <br />the first thing I looked for <br />in my house. <br /> <br />My early journal: <br />the first thing I found <br />in my old desk. <br /> <br />My mother's ghost: <br />the first thing I found <br />in the living room. <br /> <br />I quit shaving <br />but the eyes that glanced at me <br />remained in the mirror. <br /> <br />The madman <br />emerges from the movies: <br />the street at lunchtime. <br /> <br />Cities of boys <br />are in their graves, <br />and in this town... <br /> <br />Lying on my side <br />in the void: <br />the breath in my nose. <br /> <br />On the fifteenth floor <br />the dog chews a bone- <br />Screech of taxicabs. <br /> <br />A hardon in New York, <br />a boy <br />in San Fransisco. <br /> <br />The moon over the roof, <br />worms in the garden. <br />I rent this house.<br /><br />Allen Ginsberg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haiku/
