A trio of haiku about my favorite planet

Yes, I live on earth, but I have long been fascinated with Pluto. It’s in frigid darkness, far from the sun in the solar system’s outer reaches. Here’s a set of three haiku I wrote recently about Pluto. (The bold line is the first line of each haiku)…

Small, white moving blip

Against endless field of stars

Found 1930.

Then, blip was bigger

1978 bump

Was found on the blip.

No longer “planet”

We shall learn of its secrets

Three summers from now.

pluto latest

What astronomers believe Pluto looks like, from three looks at its surface…

Richard Zowie is a writer who thinks the decision to demote Pluto to planetoid was subjective and stupid. Post comments here or e-mail Richard at richardzowie@gmail.com.

A trio of haiku about my morning

Alarm clock annoys

I am angry, it is dark

Time to earn living.

I take a shower

And sit on the–never mind

Must be nice and clean.

I arrive at work

Many tasks wait to be done

Open for business.

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Richard’s poetry for March 9, 2011

2-22-2011 — The World Bores Me

The world bores me.

People bore me.

Why do they expect me

To do

Think

Dress

Act

As they do?

Sorry, but I hate most country music.

Sports Illustrated’s swimsuit issue?

I prefer an in-the-flesh woman

Who prefers to show me

Her beauty

In private.

Redneck humor?

I’d rather tolerate

A gargantuan migraine.

Fashion?

<Sigh>

Who made these rules?

Designers who think

Starvation

Is sexy

Especially bore me.

If the world and its people

Don’t understand me,

Maybe with enough

Education

Tolerance and

Sophistication

They will.

2-24-2011 — The Black Bird

The black bird

On the black light pole

Makes me think

Spring will soon dawn

And

Winter will exit, stage left.

2-24-2011 — The Russian Rust Haiku

Я, в Техасе,

Мне очень жарко, но

Я рад быть дома.

Translation:

(When) I’m in Texas,

I am very hot, but

I am glad to be home.

2-24-2011 — Ode of Odor

“Ode to the toilet bowl…

“Stinks real bad!”

Once said the unlearned

But

Comical poet.

Even now,

Nineteen years later,

I find this “ode”

Absolutely hilarious!!!

3-8-11 — Seeing the Sun

The sun

On earth

Is an angry,

Yellowish-white ball

Pink at sunrise

Orange at sunset.

On Mercury,

It is a giant beach ball

Angrier, much brighter, whiter.

Can it be seen

On Jupiter

Underneath

The thick clouds?

Or are the Jovian oceans

Guarded by a

Perpetual black sky that

Crackles with

Endless lightning?

I imagine that

On Pluto,

The sun is a much calmer,

Paler,

Twinkling

White star.

As bright in the Plutonian sky

As the evening star, Venus,

Is in our sky.

With Jupiter, perhaps our

Distant descendants will know.

With Pluto, we’ll know

In July 2015.

I can’t wait.

A haiku for you

My forte in writing is prose, but poetry can be fun to write also. Someone, Quentin Tarantino I believe, once said “You can’t type poetry on a computer.” To an extent, that might be true.

In the meanwhile, here’s a haiku–one of my favorite types of poetry:

Richard writes fiction

He would like to be published

He keeps on trying