Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Harvesting Haibuns #4


        Jiro Dreams

                          Reaching out wearily into the unknown with but a handful of companions,
                          a flame bit my finger. From that, eternal passion bloomed, a mark that'll 
                          fade only when existence does.
Sometimes they entertain
Other times, they horrify
This time, they saved me 


     Steam

                          A continuous boiling tsunami washes over ragged mountain peaks without
                          abandon. Over time, this endless cascade soothes the peaks and smooth’s 
                          the valleys into something new and beautiful.
Spiked fountain
Endless bliss
Until the end
 
B.A.M.

Friday, March 15, 2013

Conversations #7: Forgive, Never Forget



“…and then he just jumped out the window!”
“Whaaat??”
“Just listen to me; I never told you anything. Nothing. Got it?”
“But Zack…you let a guy commit murder...is this a joke?”
“No, it’s not a joke! Would I lie about something like this??”
“Dude, I can’t believe you’re not lying about something like this. Lie! Please lie!”
“Listen Theo. They were no good anyway, and you know that. I’ve told you about them a thousand times. Last week, one of them wouldn’t even acknowledge my existence. She just came around the corner, looked at me, and then kept walking. Agh, worthless…”
“B-but Zack, that doesn’t mean y-you let a guy kill them!”
“What was I supposed to do Theo? Huh? Jump out, yell really loud and hope the sound waves shatter his gun??”
“Well, uh—“
“Exactly. I can hear you shaking; you’re can’t even speak, right? That’s exactly how I felt. Even if they were worth saving, I wouldn’t have done it. Who knows what I’d have to look forward to.”
“I mean…yeah, I know. I don’t think I could’ve done it either.”
“Exactly. All I’m saying is, the world’s better for it now. Everything’s getting shut down, I finally get to leave this hell, and I’ll be home by morning. It’s almost like a dream man, seriously.”
“…Agh, I don’t even know, man. At least you’re finally coming home. Just don’t tell anyone else! Never fully trust—“
“—anyone but yourself. I know, I know. Hah, I learned from the best, man.”
“Yeah, you did…Alright, I gotta go now. Ly should be meeting me here any second now.”
“Who?”
“Lyra, man. You know, that black haired girl—“
“—ahhh, with the—”
“Yeah, her.”
“Right, right, I remember. Ktch! Alright, well stay safe brother. And don’t do anything I wouldn’t!”
“Man, shut up.”
“Hahah! Peace dude.”
“Peace man.”
********************
“Heyy, Theo!”
“Yo, Ly! There you are!”
“Yeah, sorry I’m late! I got really into my workout, and I just lost track of time, and—“
“Nah, it’s all good.”
“Phew. Thanks Teddy. So, what’re we doing?”
“Ehh, I was thinking maybe taking a lap around Silverbridge? There’s a full moon out tonight, and it looks pretty beautiful when it hits the water.”
“Oooo. Sure, let’s go!”
“Sweet.”
“So, what’d you do today?”
“Huh? Sorry.”
“Heh, it’s okay. What’d you do today??”
“Ohh. Hah, my bad. Umm, not much…I did some drawing in the studio, then I headed up to Rock for lunch…finally stopped by the Pearl office for that interview they asked me to do—“
“Finally! They took so long with that. So when does the article come out??”
“It should be out not this coming week, but next week. I think it went pretty well!”
“That’s awesome Teddy!”
“Hah, yeah…”
“What’s up?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“You sound like something’s troubling you. Is everything okay?”
“Oh. Well, I guess so. I just have a lot to do, and a lot’s been going on recently.”
“Already? It’s only been a few weeks!”
“Yeah, tell me about it. But, I guess it’s better to be busy than to be bored, right?”
“Well, yeah, I guess so…”
“Hey, Lyra?”
“Huh? Yeah?”
“Do you think everyone deserves to be forgiven?”
“Hmmm…Yeah, I think so. I mean, there’re still people who I haven’t forgiven from high school…but I haven’t thought about them in so long, I think if I saw them one day I’d just do it to get it over with.”
“Hmm…”
“What do you think?”
“Well, I mean…I’ve only ever hated two people before. Like, actually hated.”
“Ahh. Who?”
“Just these two stupid kids from high school.”
“Hmm. Isn’t College so much chiller than high school?”
“TELL ME about it. Agh, I hated high school.”
“Me too. But anyway, what were you saying?”
“Ehh, it’s just that, right now I wouldn’t mind throwing my pride aside and forgiving them and everything, but then I start thinking about what they did, and how terrible I felt. Then I can’t forgive them, because I remember why I swore I never would in the first place.”
“Hmm. Well, you don’t have to forgive them. You probably won’t even see them again, right?”
“That’s true…” But then, why does it keep coming back to me?
“Oh my God, look Teddy! You were right, the lake is gorgeous! It’s so silver.”
“It’s like your eyes, Ly.”
“Hehe, think you’re so smooth, don’t you?”
“Nahh…But man, look at this…nights like these make you wonder, huh?”
“They always do, Teddy.”
B.A.M.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Harvesting Haibuns #3


Courthouse
 
                          Strangely cursed with a name so menacing, and yet the place emanates
                          the warmth and comfort that home cannot provide. Genuine smiles, 
                          friendly laughter, generous natures…Where was I while all this was 
                          being enjoyed?
Resting wearily
Penthouse shelter at its best
Where the monsters tread 


Tremors

                          More activity bustles around me in the past hours than the past month. 
                          Anticipation, puzzlement, wonder; I feel it all, experiencing those 
                          emotions which had both snidely eluded me. Fair-weather friends—stay
                          awhile!
Brilliance buds blossom
A Bolt runs through the desert
Afraid to look back

B.A.M.

Friday, March 8, 2013

Conversations #6: Guilty 'Til Proven Innocent


“Hey, Mac!”
“Huh? Oh, hey Ang.”
“What’s up?”
“Nothing much. I was just gonna run up to Rock and grab a burger or something.”
“Really? Ahhh, that sounds so good right now. I didn’t eat anything all day.”
“What? Why not??”
“Yeah, well like besides an apple and a little yogurt this morning. I don’t know. I’ve just been so busy with classes and homework and…studying.”
“Well, you should probably take a break sometimes—every once in a while. Wanna come get something?”
“Sure! I love Rockwell.”
“So what’s new with you?”
“Oh, nothing much. I just have SO much work to do; I have two projects I wanna start working on, like a whole book to read for Classic Lit., I have to visit a church for Theology, and I have to help my roommate with her essay.”
“You have to?”
“Well, she asked, and I can’t really just say no.”
“Ah, okay.”
“Plus, I’m taking an extra course this semester, so I have even less time than before. And I’m in like five clubs and—ugh!”
“Man, you really have a lot going on huh?”
“Yeahhh…Oh! So do you think you’re going to Festivus??”
“Yeah, I think so. I still have to work some stuff out.”
“Awesome! Isn’t Festivus the best?”
“For the rest of us…haha”
“Hahahaha!”
“But yeah! I love it. Here, let me get that for you.”
“Thanks! So do you know who you’re going to Ball with?”
“Ummm, not really…I was actually gonna take Sammy (because I promised her I’d take her after last year) but…I don’t know anymore.”
“How come?”
“I dunno…she’s changed a lot over the summer. Like, she used to be all cute and innocent, and she was really cool to hang with. I was with her last night at my friend’s house though, and she’s just…”
“Hmm…yeah, I noticed something too. She dresses kiiinda slutty now, and she’s definitely not as sweet as she was last year.”
“Yeah…I mean, that’s cool if she likes that, but that’s just not really me. –Hey, how’s it goin’? I have a bacon burger, fries and a vanilla shake. Thanks pal.”
“Yeah, you don’t really seem like you’re into the ‘crazy/wild/slutty girls that much. –Chicken salad, PowerAde. Thanks.”
“Hah. Why, what kinda girls do you think I’m into?”
“Oh, I don’t know…probably the more innocent type? Like, girls who are more shy?”
“Yeah? I’m not really sure, I never really thought about what ‘type.’ But yeah, I guess the quieter girls are good…”
Damien: “YO! Mac! Come over here man, we were just talkin’ about you.”
Mac: “Heyy bro! What’s up? Theo! What were you guys saying?
Theo: “Casey was telling Damien that Sammy won’t come out of her room in the suite.”
Damien: “Yeahh man. Case thinks she’s depressed ‘cause you shot her down for Festivus. She came out of her room once to go to the bathroom and her eyes were really red and all puffy (that’s what Case said, anyway).”
Mac: “Really? Aww man. I didn’t wanna hurt her feelings or anything…”
Theo: “Look at you, breaking hearts. What were you guys talkin’ about?”
Ang: “Juuust about how Mac likes innocent girls more than slutty girls.”
Damien: “Well, yeah, who doesn’t?”
Theo: “Yeah. Slutty girls can be hot, but you don’t know where that’s been!”
Mac: “Haha whaaat??”
Damien: “Haaaaaaa! This fool said—!”
Ang: “Wow Theo.”
Theo: “Hey, it’s true! You guys all know it!”
Damien: “Hahaa. I dunno about that, but I dunno man; innocent girls are definitely cuter.”
Mac: “Yeah, definitely.”
Theo: “And it’s cool to see them react to stuff that they don’t know about.”
Ang: “So what if a girl knows about stuff, but hasn’t really experienced anything yet?”
Damien: “Yeah, I think it’s the same.”
Theo: “Ehhh, but it’s not as much fun.”
Ang: “Mac?”
Mac: “Hah, uhhh…I don’t know—personally, I like girls who’re smart and stuff, but you can still look up at the stars and wonder what’s out there.”
Ang: “Awww, that’s so sweet!”
Damien: “The thirst is real..."

B.A.M.