tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247168152008-07-13T17:42:33.584-07:00Haiku By Fred MasaraniFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comBlogger124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-13717656077888631522008-07-13T17:42:00.001-07:002008-07-13T17:42:33.610-07:00#maze<br /><br />renovations---<br />the maze at<br />Lincoln Center Plaza<br /><br />#horse<br /><br />Central Park hot day---<br />driver of a carriage<br />talks to his horse<br /><br />#tree<br /><br />a peach bearing tree drops one<br />over my head---<br />Summer<br /><br />#noon<br /><br />Summer high noon---<br />the barmaid watches<br />a cowboy movie<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />Summer sunset---<br />white with envy<br />a half moon<br /><br />#gym<br /><br />July at the gym---<br />It's too<br />cold<br /><br />#squeaks<br /><br />Summer playground---<br />is it Puppy who squeaks<br />or little girl?<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a good friend died<br />yesterday<br /><br />#rice<br /><br />the price of rice went up<br />I order sashimi---<br />saki on the side<br /><br />#dancer<br /><br />July early morning sky---<br />a geisha dancer<br />still in make up<br /><br />#fish<br /><br />at Starbucks---<br />the smell of fish<br />July<br /><br />#power<br /><br />last month power bill---<br />I turn off<br />the air conditioner<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />July sunset---<br />land too hot<br />a duck walks on water<br /><br />#bells<br /><br />five pm<br />church bells ring---<br />Frère JacquesFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-47347438344922553432008-07-06T18:49:00.001-07:002008-07-06T18:49:55.984-07:00#smell<br /><br />crowded Tex-Mex restaurant---<br />smell of sulfur dioxide<br />July<br /><br />#carbon<br /><br />Tour de France---<br />no carbon<br />footprint<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />crescent moon---<br />a July firework<br />fizzles out<br /><br />#beach<br /><br />clothing optional beach---<br />no one<br />smiles<br /><br />#next<br /><br />July Fourth fireworks---<br />I stand next to<br />an Iraqi refugee<br /><br />#red<br /><br />suddenly note the red<br />of Old Glory---<br />July Fourth<br /><br />#tight<br /><br />she wears tight blue jeans<br />and hijab---<br />July Fourth<br /><br />#haze<br /><br />Summer haze---<br />my neighbor wears<br />his turban<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park July---<br />Blue Grass band plays<br />little girl dances<br /><br />#sale<br /><br />price of food is up---<br />a grocer has sale<br />on leftovers containers<br /><br />#wind<br /><br />Summer wind---<br />I turn off<br />the fan<br /><br />#theater<br /><br />hot day---<br />I take a nap<br />in a movie theater<br /><br />#sardines<br /><br />Summer crowded subway---<br />the smell<br />of sardines<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />sunrise---<br />heavy dust on my copy<br />of Paradise LostFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-34385772915963851612008-06-29T17:03:00.000-07:002008-06-29T17:04:06.602-07:00#showers<br /><br />Sunday Summer showers---<br />she carries umbrella<br />but does not use it<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a polar bear has fun<br />Summer<br /><br />#drive<br /><br />a man at the beach yells---<br />I need oil to drive home<br />late June sunset<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />June beach sunrise---<br />a man forgot<br />his swimsuit<br /><br />#stamps<br /><br />the price of food is up---<br />people on food stamps<br />need more stamps<br /><br />#rerun<br /><br />Summer---<br />fell asleep watching<br />a Yankees' rerun<br /><br />#start<br /><br />Summer deepens---<br />I start reading<br />Homer<br /><br />#lox<br /><br />overcast June morning---<br />lox and cream cheese<br />but no bagel<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />a peacock shows off<br />to a peacock---<br />California sunrise<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />foam from an ocean wave<br />at my feet<br /><br />#boat<br /><br />bright Summer day<br />East River boat ride---<br />the sparkle in her eyes<br /><br />#share<br /><br />Summer early morning---<br />a fat sparrow wants me<br />to share my bagel<br /><br />#funny<br /><br />George Carlin died---<br />that's really<br />funny<br /><br />#clown<br /><br />Summer fog---<br />a street clown<br />skips the make upFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-50111949280415028622008-06-22T17:40:00.001-07:002008-06-22T17:40:50.238-07:00#coach<br /><br />June street park---<br />his black nanny is<br />his soccer coach<br /><br />#school<br /><br />Starbucks---<br />Summer school students<br />sloth<br /><br />#poison<br /><br />tomatoes may<br />contain poison---<br />the price is still the same<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />Equinox Summer sunset---<br />a kid's kite's<br />bye bye<br /><br />#yellow<br /><br />June cloudy skies---<br />the bride wears<br />yellow<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />an old friend calls<br />full moon<br /><br />#pitcher<br /><br />mixed softball game---<br />the pitcher<br />keeps bitching<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />sunrise---<br />a black woman in purple dress<br />glares at me<br /><br />#tax<br /><br />economy bad---<br />ninety-nine cent store<br />charges sales tax<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the cotton in a field<br />is high<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park<br />Summer---<br />dogs living well<br /><br />#tight<br /><br />Summer afternoon bedroom---<br />the Venetian blinds<br />are shut tight<br /><br />#haze<br /><br />Summer haze---<br />the barmaid puts<br />her legs on the bar<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />sunrise---<br />but a vampire still<br />has not had enoughFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-55634242824489269572008-06-15T17:43:00.000-07:002008-06-15T17:44:04.328-07:00#swing<br /><br />June playground---<br />little girl squeaks<br />the swing squeaks back<br /><br />#pasta<br /><br />Summer downpour---<br />she orders her pasta<br />al dente<br /><br />#wish<br /><br />Summer showers---<br />I wish<br />I had soap<br /><br />#nice<br /><br />the smell of fried onions<br />as a car passes---<br />nice climate change<br /><br />#where<br /><br />Fathers' day---<br />but where<br />are they<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />June sunrise walk---<br />the dog<br />sweats<br /><br /><br />#loud<br /><br />June clear night---<br />outside a bodega<br />the Salsa is loud<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />hot June---<br />lonesome singing on the roof<br />a half moon<br /><br />#fish<br /><br />slow Summer afternoon---<br />the barmaid listens<br />to my big fish stories<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />June blue sky---<br />I go to buy<br />sunscreen for her<br /><br />#yellow<br /><br />June white lightning---<br />the lilacs<br />yellow<br /><br />#few<br /><br />fourth day of heat wave---<br />the fun part is<br />people wear fewer clothes<br /><br />#beer<br /><br />Summer lightning----<br />the barmaid has a special<br />on white beer<br /><br />#cigar<br /><br />heat wave---<br />the air too bad to breath<br />I go to a cigar barFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-70662675687357631442008-06-08T16:39:00.001-07:002008-06-08T16:39:32.151-07:00#showers<br /><br />Sunday heat wave---<br />in afternoon showers<br />a drunk pisses<br /><br />#cat<br /><br />heat wave---<br />the cat has<br />a bad dream<br /><br />#Brown<br /><br />Big Brown bested---<br />a hedge fund<br />takes a write down<br /><br />#haze<br /><br />morning haze---<br />an exhibitionist keeps<br />the curtains closed<br /><br />#toes<br /><br />fresh Summer strawberries---<br />she keeps pointing<br />her toes<br /><br />#run<br /><br />too humid<br />morning run---<br />I cheat<br /><br />#cream<br /><br />hot June---<br />the banana cream pie<br />smells bad<br /><br />#warmth<br /><br />June overcast skies---<br />Mariachis band<br />warmth in the park<br /><br />#more<br /><br />June rain stopped---<br />a drunk waters some more<br />the lilacs<br /><br />#brick<br /><br />June rainy day---<br />the brick layers<br />play scrabble<br /><br />#legs<br /><br />June---<br />not all legs<br />are created equal<br /><br />#hours<br /><br />the recession---<br />bankers still got<br />bankers hours<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />watching people<br />who watch the East River---<br />June sunset<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />but the coffee<br />is too lightFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-78092500975934712162008-06-01T16:17:00.001-07:002008-06-01T16:17:59.038-07:00#wind<br /><br />Summer wind---<br />she<br />sighs<br /><br />#front<br /><br />June First---<br />I move my shorts<br />to the front of closet<br /><br />#rain<br /><br />Saturday night---<br />because of rain<br />a bookworm stays home<br /><br />#worm<br /><br />The French Open starts---<br />a red worm<br />rises<br /><br />#fly<br /><br />windows closed---<br />I feel I'm captive<br />of the fly<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />I keep forgetting<br />which day of the week it is<br /><br />#watch<br /><br />May---<br />with binoculars I watch<br />graffiti artists at work<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />sunrise---<br />I ate the melon<br />day crescent<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />the lilacs<br />glitter---<br />May sunset<br /><br />#times<br /><br />hard times---<br />the cab driver<br />used to be a banker<br /><br />#drips<br /><br />back to work---<br />vanilla ice cream drips<br />on my necktie<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park hot day---<br />couple necking<br />pigeons fightFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-45426008584112950472008-05-26T08:32:00.001-07:002008-05-26T08:32:57.173-07:00#Mars<br /><br />our spacecraft landed on Mars---<br />when will the Martians<br />send real one to us<br /><br />#leave<br /><br />Memorial Day---<br />waiting for George Bush<br />to leave office<br /><br />#tide<br /><br />low tide---<br />she's on seaweed<br />diet<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />sunrise---<br />a fisherman<br />whistles<br /><br />#eat<br /><br />Saturday night---<br />after long wait in line<br />we have to eat with chopsticks<br /><br />#fight<br /><br />having a fight---<br />she tells me<br />stop acting like Sarkozy*<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/3up89d<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />walking bare foot<br />the beeches open<br /><br />#salad<br /><br />almost Summer---<br />she cleans her closet<br />I order a Thai salad<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />full moon at dawn---<br />a swaying drunk<br />looks up and smiles<br /><br />#tough<br /><br />tough bar---<br />she just returned<br />from Iraq <br /><br />#runs<br /><br />sudden Spring showers---<br />her mascara<br />runs<br /><br />#know<br /><br />lower East Side bar---<br />he pretends<br />to know soccer<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a new tar roof<br />glows<br /><br />#turtle<br /><br />heavy rain---<br />a turtle is having<br />a drink<br /><br />#sunrise<br /><br />sunrise---<br />the cat<br />comes home<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />the wind lifts her skirt<br />she blushes---<br />Spring sunset<br /><br />#Big<br /><br />Big Brown---<br />a horse that can win back<br />our being in the blackFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-36637934651875831012008-05-18T14:40:00.000-07:002008-05-18T14:41:15.092-07:00#play<br /><br />Mets play Yankees---<br />who wins<br />does matter<br /><br />#fat<br /><br />outside McDonald's---<br />a fat boy asks me<br />for a quarter<br /><br />#fly<br /><br />hot Spring sun follows/<br />drenching day---/<br />a fly flies<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />but she does not<br />smile<br /><br />#know<br /><br />at the gym---<br />she wants to know<br />who I think I am<br /><br />#soap<br /><br />more Spring showers---<br />a man hands out<br />free soap samples<br /><br />#wears<br /><br />beautiful Spring day---<br />the barmaid wears<br />a kimono<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />creeping dark clouds<br />erase it<br /><br />#skirt<br /><br />Fifth Avenue---<br />a man wears a skirt<br />many women wear pants<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />an ocean liner<br />departs<br /><br />#lizard<br /><br />finally a warm May day---<br />I stare back<br />at a lizard<br /><br />#pet<br /><br />morning after the storm---<br />I pet<br />the lilacs<br /><br />#dance<br /><br />one more dance---<br />she holds me<br />tight<br /><br />#truck<br /><br />wind swept cold rain---<br />truck makes stops<br />to deliver bottled waterFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-45018351871063667372008-05-11T14:06:00.000-07:002008-05-11T14:07:04.570-07:00#mothers<br /><br />Mother's Day---<br />restaurants crowded<br />but who are mothers<br /><br />#pond<br /><br />on a pond<br />one of her chicks lags behind---<br />Mother's Day<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the chatterbox<br />is silent<br /><br />#night<br /><br />Spring Saturday night---<br />a young man whistles<br />"Yankee Doodle"*<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/skd9q<br /><br />#storm<br /><br />Spring rain storm---<br />the roof of the shower<br />leaks<br /><br />#where's<br /><br />Friday night at the gym---<br />she asks me<br />where's the bathroom<br /><br />#juice<br /><br />she swings her bare leg<br />as I talk to her---<br />juice bar<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />hearing the call for prayer<br />as I pass a mosque---<br />Spring sunset<br /><br />#ducks<br /><br />Hudson River Park---/<br />ducks feed/<br />I order fish<br /><br />#tee<br /><br />trees dressed to a tee<br />girls undressed to a leaf---<br />Spring heats up<br /><br />#tattoos<br /><br />Spring warms up---<br />tattoos<br />not just on the arms<br /><br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />May sunset---<br />I forgot to send<br />my old lady flowers<br /><br />#cool<br /><br />cool lounge---/<br />she sings in French/<br />with Spanish accent<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />I can't stand<br />the smell of ouzo<br /><br />#playground<br /><br />May playground---<br />girls on the swings laugh<br />at boys on the slideFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-56141152595901327612008-05-04T16:27:00.001-07:002008-05-04T16:27:29.312-07:00#fugu<br /><br />poison-free fugu*/<br />safe to eat its liver/<br />but don't eat its liver<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/6nepqz<br /><br />#pants<br /><br />next to police precinct---<br />she waters her garden<br />and my pants<br /><br />#drops<br /><br />chilly May morning---<br />dew drops on the door<br />of the outhouse*<br /><br />* http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outhouse<br /><br />#night<br /><br />Saturday night---<br />she said it's hot here<br />no more words spoken<br /><br />#fog<br /><br />morning fog---<br />I take off<br />my eyeglasses<br /><br />#pool<br /><br />Friday night---<br />a church organist<br />plays pool<br /><br />#tears<br /><br />early morning---<br />the lilacs survived<br />last night tears<br /><br />#fifth<br /><br />Starbucks---<br />she stands in fifth*<br />to wait for her drink<br /><br />*Ballet position of the feet<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />dawn---<br />under crescent moon<br />a black bird sings<br /><br />#balls<br /><br />Spring waxes---<br />little girl plays soccer<br />with tennis balls<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the white tulips<br />perk<br /><br />#wind<br /><br />six-fifteen---<br />playing softball<br />against the cold wind<br /><br />#roof<br /><br />waiting for<br />dark clouds to clear---<br />seagulls on a roof pace<br /><br />#espresso<br /><br />heavy Spring rain---<br />a friend spiced<br />my espresso<br /><br />#cat<br /><br />stormy Spring---<br />the cat hides<br />under my chairFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-47397900188123043962008-04-27T16:00:00.001-07:002008-04-27T16:00:45.128-07:00#night<br /><br />overcast Sunday---<br />the lilacs<br />remind me of last night<br /><br />#red<br /><br />Spring drizzle---<br />her frizzy red hair<br />gets wet<br /><br />#rice<br /><br />check out---<br />the clerk wants to know<br />how many bags of rice I got<br /><br />#empty<br /><br />overcast Spring day---<br />an empty plastic bag rolls<br />my shoe untied<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park---<br />no sub prime anything<br />here<br /><br />#fly<br /><br />April ends---<br />the sun shines<br />on a dead fly<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the parrot<br />is very quiet<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />needs another night cap<br />for the dawn---<br />waxing moon<br /><br />#out<br /><br />Union Square---<br />Spring<br />but no one speaks out<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />my neighbor tells<br />another big fish story<br /><br />#dull<br /><br />dull April afternoon---<br />one of my exes<br />calls<br /><br />#primary<br /><br />primary Tuesday---<br />it's about time<br />the fat lady sings<br /><br />#beer<br /><br />April<br />hot sun and cold wind---<br />I drink another beer<br /><br />#dust<br /><br />morning fog---<br />she wipes the dust<br />off her portraitFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-72516201244837419872008-04-20T16:27:00.000-07:002008-04-20T16:28:24.821-07:00#play<br /><br />mass at Yankee Stadium---<br />his Holiness decides<br />to play hardball<br /><br />#rice<br /><br />the price of rice<br />goes up---<br />I start hording sake<br /><br />#paint<br /><br />hot April day---<br />Cherry petals scatter<br />her new toenail paint<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park Spring day---<br />dog and his mistress<br />walk shaking their tails<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />her blond hair shines<br />over her business suit---<br />full moon at dusk<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />out for a walk<br />my shadow scares me<br /><br />#cat<br /><br />hot Spring day---<br />the cat thinks<br />this is a jungle<br /><br />#ring<br /><br />the subway surfaces---<br />a symphony<br />of ring tones<br /><br />#cap<br /><br />April warms---<br />I chat with a woman<br />who wears a Sox cap<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />I step on white<br />Cherry tree petals<br /><br />#give<br /><br />give to Caesar what---<br />the Pope visits<br />on Tax Day<br /><br />#sale<br /><br />Tax Day---<br />the sun shines<br />on a house for sale<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />I stopped to view<br />a Cherry tree---<br />April sunset<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />her windows are all<br />fogged upFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-53198765143663177522008-04-13T15:32:00.001-07:002008-04-13T15:32:34.793-07:00#dancer<br /><br />Greek bar---<br />I use sign language<br />to chat up the belly dancer<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a grey horse pisses<br />on new grass<br /><br />#trees<br /><br />Cherry trees blossom---<br />construction workers<br />nonstop whistling<br /><br />#bus<br /><br />new driver---<br />my bus arrives<br />on time<br /><br />#rest<br /><br />foggy day---<br />the rest of this<br />is at present not available<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />the birds sing<br />the cat pretends sleep<br /><br />#warm<br /><br />warm Spring day---<br />the woman in the token booth<br />smiles at me<br /><br />#Torch<br /><br />new Olympic sport---<br />hide and seek<br />the Torch<br /><br />#kitten<br /><br />evening rush---<br />a kitten sticks out<br />of a crowded duffel bag<br /><br />#sniffing<br /><br />Starbucks---<br />green plastic stirrers<br />too narrow for sniffing<br /><br />#what?<br /><br />April cold wind<br />and hot sun---<br />Chinese what?<br /><br />#voyeur<br /><br />dawn---<br />a voyeur<br />needs more time<br /><br />#cleaning<br /><br />Spring cleaning---<br />I misplaced the Drano<br />in the frig<br /><br />#blossom<br /><br />Cherry trees blossom---<br />she asks have I seen<br />her new tattooFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-20659937317190949142008-04-06T16:23:00.000-07:002008-04-06T16:24:13.572-07:00#shorts<br /><br />Spring sun warms---<br />she jogs on Third Avenue<br />wearing shorts<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park---<br />people sit in Spring sun<br />wearing their Winter coats<br /><br />#stairs<br /><br />nice Spring day---<br />I help a neighbor<br />go up stairs<br /><br />#sheep<br /><br />economy is bad---<br />my barber switches<br />to sheep*<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/4sox26<br /><br />#church<br /><br />early morning---<br />the sound of rock 'n roll band<br />from a church<br /><br />#keys<br /><br />Starbucks---<br />with so many keys on her ring<br />she may have your heart's<br /><br />#tie<br /><br />heavy rain---<br />I bend down to tie<br />her shoe laces<br /><br />#cigars<br /><br />waiting for my Cuban cigars<br />to arrive by Fed Ex---<br />Bill smokes<br /><br />#pants<br /><br />an old pair of pants<br />fit too loose---<br />Spring morning walk<br /><br />#store<br /><br />sunny Spring day---<br />at the corner store<br />firemen buy charcoal<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />a pile of black trash bags<br />wait for pick up<br /><br />#wet<br /><br />April showers---<br />who cares<br />about getting wet<br /><br />#truth<br /><br />April's Fool---<br />she tells<br />the truth<br /><br />#barks<br /><br />a cat runs<br />the parrot barks---<br />a dull March ends<br /><br />#line<br /><br />March drizzle---<br />a long line to buy<br />baseball ticketsFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-55096002625114331172008-03-30T17:52:00.001-07:002008-03-30T17:52:52.625-07:00#sunset<br /><br />sunset---<br />a woman wearing<br />the burka passes by<br /><br />#preacher<br /><br />Sunday morning---<br />the preacher doesn't<br />talk elections<br /><br />#class<br /><br />upper class gym---<br />there's* more<br />women than men<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/32s8pt<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />nothing left<br />of last night macaroons<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />the sound of laughter<br />on the beach---<br />Spring sunset<br /><br />#chill<br /><br />late March chill---<br />her naked legs<br />suddenly part<br /><br />#who<br /><br />overcast skies---<br />who needs<br />all that progeny<br /><br />#chats<br /><br />morning rush---<br />man on my left<br />chats with woman on my right<br /><br />#mushroom<br /><br />late March warmth---<br />cloud shaped like<br />a mushroom head<br /><br />#crowd<br /><br />morning rush pale faces---<br />no Spring break<br />for this crowd<br /><br />#shop<br /><br />pluming and heating shop---<br />a bombshell passes<br />sunny March<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />the blandness<br />of an egg whites omelet<br /><br />#tracks<br /><br />seagull crosses to wrong<br />side of tracks---<br />an elections year<br /><br />#lights<br /><br />early morning---<br />the witch's lights<br />are still onFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-50635002019206345042008-03-23T15:15:00.001-07:002008-03-23T15:15:40.016-07:00#Parade<br /><br />Easter Parade---<br />the only time you see<br />fruits on Fifth Avenue<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the sprinklers are not working<br />late March<br /><br />#sour<br /><br />candy store---/<br />I buy sour jelly beans/<br />Spring cold wind<br /><br />#games<br /><br />empty subway---<br />I think of last year Mets games<br />Spring<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a nun looks down<br />Good Friday morning<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />full moon---<br />the barmaid kisses me<br />on the cheek<br /><br />#day<br /><br />Spring first day---<br />she wears<br />no bra<br /><br />#wind<br /><br />strong March wind---<br />my neighbor<br />coughs louder<br /><br />#hear<br /><br />in order to form<br />a more perfect union---<br />let's hear* one another<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/yojote<br /><br />#home<br /><br />March showers---<br />I stay<br />home<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />sunset---<br />not enough money<br />to buy a pizza slice<br /><br />#sings<br /><br />morning stillness---<br />a garbage truck<br />sings<br /><br />#green<br /><br />people wear green<br />for St. Pat Day---<br />naked trees<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />daisies<br />blossomFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-2093556352340914092008-03-16T15:59:00.001-07:002008-03-16T15:59:37.571-07:00#sunset<br /><br />sunset---clouds move in<br />I watch<br />a Grace Kelly movie<br /><br />#Madness<br /><br />March Madness*---<br />I keep watching<br />the golf channel<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/3a2hmh<br /><br />#St.<br /><br />St. Patrick's Day---<br />the man at the door<br />cards me<br /><br />#buds<br /><br />lilac buds behind<br />iron bars fence---<br />it starts to rain<br /><br />#Spring<br /><br />Spring nears---<br />street gang threaten another<br />in a cheap diner<br /><br />#Cab<br /><br />overcast day---<br />an old Checker Cab*<br />passes by<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/yo7mna<br /><br /><br />#hands<br /><br />early Spring narrow street<br />lined with bare trees---<br />we hold hands<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />the barmaid is out<br />of lemon wedges---<br />a half moon<br /><br />#blind<br /><br />it's time the blind*<br />lead the seeing---<br />Elliot Spitzer resigns<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/33nc2c<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />the barmaid smiles<br />at my joke---<br />waxing crescent<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a white poodle<br />sleeps at my feet<br /><br />#9<br /><br />watch out for<br />all that spit flying around---<br />Client 9 uncovered*<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/2fprc6<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />my second time---<br />barmaid remembers my drink<br />crescent moon<br /><br />#run<br /><br />brisk March---<br />PE class runs the tracks<br />as I wait my bus<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />the barmaid raises<br />her eyebrow as I enter---<br />crescent moonFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-60253177286376411442008-03-09T17:47:00.000-07:002008-03-09T17:48:21.924-07:00#figure<br /><br />today's crossword too hard---<br />I try figure<br />who's she calling<br /><br />#jeans<br /><br />grey patches of clouds---<br />I try to fit in my old<br />hippie jeans<br /><br />#checkers<br /><br />no one wants to play checkers---<br />I watch<br />a Charlie Chaplin movie<br /><br />#quiet<br /><br />morning fog---<br />my difficult neighbor<br />is very quiet<br /><br />#time<br /><br />a meter maid asks me<br />what time is it---<br />day light saving time starts<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the kitchen sink<br />is clogged again<br /><br />#enough<br /><br />Starbucks---<br />work coffee breaks long enough<br />to ask for her phone number<br /><br />#Decision<br /><br />Dred Scott Decision Day*----<br />but this year<br />he is running for president<br /><br />*On March 6, 1857, in its Dred<br /><br />Scott decision, the Supreme Court<br /><br />held that Scott, a slave, could not<br /><br />sue for his freedom in a federal<br /><br />court.<br /><br />#white<br /><br />morning strands<br />of white clouds---<br />she redyes her hair<br /><br />#turtle<br /><br />March coldness---<br />the playground grand turtle<br />raises its head<br /><br />#shirt<br /><br />March showers---<br />she swooshes my shirt<br />with her clinking clunker<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />fog at sunset---<br />I ask for a second<br />Martini olive<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />I broke the bottle<br />of the orange juice<br /><br />#warm<br /><br />warm March evening rush---<br />the smell of dirty hair<br />and stale perfume<br /><br />#stop<br /><br />bus stop---she smokes<br />with one hand and shakes<br />at him the other's fingerFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-37936089154683395642008-03-02T17:39:00.000-08:002008-03-02T17:40:17.361-08:00#cap<br /><br />March bright day---<br />I adjust<br />my Yankees cap<br /><br />#hand<br /><br />morning stillness---<br />my neighbor's hand<br />waves hello<br /><br />#boy<br /><br />boy pushes a load<br />of water melons---<br />February is over<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />Maya* blue sky---<br />I sacrifice<br />a dozen Blue Points<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/yukkvy<br /><br />#pauses<br /><br />morning drizzle---<br />my window is scribbled<br />with pauses<br /><br />#girls<br /><br />sunny--- teen girls pass me<br />and giggle<br />almost Spring<br /><br />#train<br /><br />waiting for my train---<br />shadows of birds<br />travel the rails<br /><br />#green<br /><br />end of February---<br />too green strawberries<br />on sale<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />I ask her<br />that we hold hands<br /><br />#stare<br /><br />miniskirt--- her walk<br />makes it hard not to stare<br />almost Spring<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />fog at sunset---<br />I view<br />a film noir<br /><br />#exam<br /><br />at Starbucks---<br />he grades<br />her exam<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park---<br />couple dance tango<br />then pass the hat<br /><br />#coat<br /><br />park---<br />man in trench coat pretends<br />pissing in snow<br /><br />#feather<br /><br />February---<br />after snow stopped<br />a white feather fallsFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-78091714692267155272008-02-24T16:03:00.001-08:002008-02-24T16:03:55.555-08:00#burns<br /><br />bright day---<br />yesterday's snow<br />burns<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />I go to buy<br />lactose free milk<br /><br />#salmon<br /><br />diner---<br />a redhead asks me<br />how's the salmon<br /><br />#squirrel<br /><br />snow melted<br />from the fire escape---<br />squirrel walks down<br /><br />#blizzard<br /><br />February blizzard---<br />I tell kids playing in snow<br />merry Christmas<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />snow<br />at dawn---<br />no more milk<br /><br />#windy<br /><br />windy day---<br />the mailman<br />arrives early<br /><br />#Saturn<br /><br />holding the binoculars<br />in her hands---she has<br />more rings than Saturn<br /><br />#tree<br /><br />strong wind gusts---<br />I hug<br />a tree<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />some one whistles<br />in the bathroom<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />February sunset---<br />I made<br />the salsa<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />she shows me<br />her new tattoo---<br />full moon sets<br /><br />#dolphin<br /><br />the rain stops<br />sun comes out---<br />a dolphin jumps<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />rainy dawn---<br />I feed<br />the gold fishFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-50483059069474873642008-02-17T14:14:00.001-08:002008-02-17T14:14:58.811-08:00#knocks<br /><br />he knocks on my door---<br />wants to know<br />if Matilde lives here<br /><br />#cat<br /><br />Sunday morning stillness---<br />the cat<br />naps<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />I skip<br />Karate class<br /><br />#dog<br /><br />dog walking time in Chelsea---<br />I can smell<br />the loneliness<br /><br />#terror<br /><br />one more campus shooting---<br />isn't this<br />also terror?<br /><br />#Park<br /><br />Madison Square Park---<br />she's alone at the fountain<br />a half moon<br /><br />#bud<br /><br />Cherry trees<br />on her block bud---<br />Valentine's Day<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />senior citizen couple out<br />for Valentine's Day<br /><br />#love<br /><br />Valentine's Day---<br />when love is never free<br />but there's always a sale<br /><br />#smiles<br /><br />all the snow gone<br />this morning---<br />with last night barmaid smiles<br /><br />#bar<br /><br />caught in a snow storm---<br />I walk into<br />the nearest bar<br /><br />#snow<br /><br />the snow starts---<br />my neighbor quits<br />his computer game<br /><br />#wins<br /><br />Lincoln's Birthday---<br />whoever wins* today<br />prejudice loses<br /><br />* 2008 Democratic Party<br /><br />presidential primaries<br /> <br />#moon<br /><br />afterwards<br />her smile widens---<br />crescent moon sets<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />so what if it's so cold<br />the pond froze<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />crescent moon<br />over skyline---<br />bridge traffic slowsFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-48915572696800145412008-02-10T14:59:00.001-08:002008-02-10T14:59:36.910-08:00#snow<br /><br />strong wind driven<br />snow flurries---<br />it feels like facial<br /><br />#leaves<br /><br />February---<br />I watch an iguana eat<br />cactus leaves on tv<br /><br />#pizza<br /><br />Saturday night---<br />getting very hungry<br />waiting for a pizza<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />she's upset 'cause<br />I woke her up<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />alone on a pier<br />he plays the trombone---<br />Winter sunset<br /><br />#sand<br /><br />a construction site<br />on a Winter day---<br />got sand in my shoes<br /><br />#dancing<br /><br />dancing a little---<br />I kill<br />a cockroach<br /><br />#grey<br /><br />grey sky---<br />the seagulls take<br />the day off<br /><br />#year<br /><br />for the new year*---<br />a temple nun<br />washes Buddha<br /><br />* http://tinyurl.com/2ehdch<br /><br />#lines<br /><br />waiting for the train---<br />parallel lines meet<br />at infinity<br /><br />#cat<br /><br />warm February night---<br />the cat wants<br />to go out<br /><br />#rat<br /><br />sun behind clouds---<br />a rat runs<br />across the parking lot<br /><br />#Giants<br /><br />ticker tape parade<br />for the Giants*---<br />they're friendlier when off field<br /><br />* The New York Giants won<br />Super Bowl XLII<br /><br />#Tuesday<br /><br />Fat Tuesday---<br />hope your candidate*<br />will have enough meat<br /><br />* Fat Tuesday this year is<br />also Super Tuesday<br /><br />#times<br /><br />hard times---<br />a pimp<br />takes a write-down<br /><br />#parrot<br /><br />my neighbor's parrot<br />louder than usual---<br />tomorrow is Mardi GrasFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-19382065809880949212008-02-03T15:59:00.001-08:002008-02-03T15:59:56.959-08:00#night<br /><br />Super Bowl night---<br />I rush home<br />not to miss any commercials<br /><br />#ice<br /><br />morning ice on the roofs---<br />she closes<br />her chiffon curtains<br /><br />#bridge<br /><br />walking across<br />the Brooklyn bridge---<br />it's our cathedral<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />dawn---<br />looking at last month<br />heating oil bill<br /><br />#clicks<br /><br />rainy night---<br />the clicks of high heels<br />behind me<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />sunset---<br />the water in the gutter<br />freezes<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />an old man<br />forgot to shave<br /><br />#snow<br /><br />my snow boots still<br />in the back of closet---<br />January ends<br /><br />#wind<br /><br />strong wind pushes me---<br />how many watts<br />can it produce?<br /><br />#phone<br /><br />morning stillness---<br />I turn off<br />my cell phone<br /><br />#plants<br /><br />passing a funeral home---<br />their plants need<br />some water<br /><br />#words<br /><br />his last state of union speech---<br />he said the words<br />climate change<br /><br />#beauty<br /><br />outside beauty salon---<br />a bull dog pisses<br />on no parking sign<br /><br />#dawn<br /><br />cold dawn---<br />a migrant worker<br />cycles to workFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24716815.post-49990166385797679742008-01-27T17:39:00.000-08:002008-01-27T17:40:15.453-08:00#rose<br /><br />a diner late January---<br />I touch a rose<br />to see if it's real<br /><br />#salad<br /><br />boring January---<br />I go get<br />a seaweed salad<br /><br />#sunset<br /><br />Winter sunset---<br />she leaves me<br />alone<br /><br />#books<br /><br />cold morning---<br />I exercise by<br />clearing my desk of books<br /><br />#lost<br /><br />all it took was that<br />his opponent wear black---<br />Federer lost*<br /><br />*at the Australian Open<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />blue sky---<br />except for<br />a setting day moon<br /><br />#tree<br /><br />doing yoga---<br />the cat thinks<br />I'm a real tree<br /><br />#heart<br /><br />morning oatmeal---<br />the no pleasure<br />of preventing heart attacks<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />a child asks<br />where are the stars<br /><br />#moon<br /><br />dawn---<br />my night light won't go off<br />full moon<br /><br />#men<br /><br />women's basketball---<br />why aren't<br />the cheerleaders men?<br /><br />#blue<br /><br />blue sky---<br />the gluttony<br />of a smoke column<br /><br />#dream<br /><br />Martin Luther King Day---<br />I have a dream there'll be<br />no more hunger<br /><br />#witch<br /><br />bitter cold morning---<br />a witch has<br />her curtains openFred Masaranihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15986320303194737679noreply@blogger.com