From Anchorage to Zebulon: In Search of Missed Connections
Da capo senza fine by Andrew Gustar
dream rebirth chase capture kill release
repeat
ropes and chains
parallel spirals
sustainable withdrawals
and
capture chains
chase dream
hunt kill
parallel spirals sustainable
the rebirth
release repeat
ropes withdrawals
Sun
I can’t work today
because the sun is calling
me to come outside.
Any day the weather is nice I prefer not to work, but I go anyhow.
And the view is great even if I can’t be barefoot somewhere playing with my puppy, and wearing sun glasses.
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and summer-day-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you sneak out of work early, email the link to Lovelorn Poets! We’ll preserve those seductively-sunny-syllables for all eternity.
recognize
Bicycle riders
are members of their own tribe.
Passing on your left.
Training or riding in groups is a careful balance of feeling close,
but maintaining distance.
We call out in our secret language to tell the others
when we are broken or together;
slowing and turning.
Glass, glass, glass, glass.
Tracks, tracks, tracks, tracks.
Will you recognize me when I’m not in my helmet and padded pants?
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and bike-ridin’-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you race off into the sunset, email the link to Lovelorn Poets! We’ll preserve those summer-cycling-syllables for all eternity.
garden
Let’s do gardening.
Plant some seeds and wait to see
our flower bed grow.
I like gardeners. Not only because they aren’t afraid to get dirty, but because they are thoughtful and patient.
“These seeds will be flowers or vegetables one day soon.”
When we plant flowers, we will share their colors and perfume all Summer.
Our squashes and pumpkins will fill our stomachs this Fall.
But now, let us plant fruit trees and watch them take root. And, over time as we see them grow and spread their branches, we shall enjoy their sweet red, golden or green fruits together for all the years ahead.
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and dirt-diggin’-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you start sowin’-n-reapin’, email the link to Lovelorn Poets! We’ll preserve those seeds-of-summer-syllables for all eternity.
drink
A Bloody Mary
Is a bold drink for breakfast.
Then I nap all day.
Cheers.
I don’t have to drive anywhere, or fix the electrical system, or climb up high in the tree to save a cat, so we might as well start getting pickled at lunch, right?!
“What would YOU like to put into MY drink? She quizzed me.
“Put something into your drink? I didn’t put… anything?!”
“No. Haven’t you had drinks at brunch before? Would you put a celery stalk, or a cucumber spear?”
“Oh! (whew) those things..sure!”
(I thought you meant my straw, or my finger or something.)
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and liquid-lunch-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? While deciding on celery or cucumber (straw or finger), email the link to Lovelorn Poets! We’ll preserve those shaken-n-stirred-syllables for all eternity.