haiku #204
unmet friends worldwide,
enemies spy me daily
—life lives in motion
—kalamu ya salaam
the golden time (1965 – 1976)
a mad colorfast
ebony rainbow moment
unwhitewashable
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku 203
our flesh contains the
stuff of stars—burnt suns we love
light our lover’s hearts
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku #143
my brown palms braille press
soft love psalms on the beige dark
of your breast's bared flesh
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku #136
she soft tongue kissed my
thirsty skin quiet as a
breastfed baby's breath
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku #1
there's no night so long
that we can not ride through to
taste tomorrow's dawn
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku #130
nothing else changes one's
life as much as does love or
the absence thereof
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku #138
death's door is nothing
more than rebirth's red portal
greenly opening
—kalamu ya salaam
good to the last drop! – talking that smack
(a haiku sequence)
1/
they thrilling as bland
bowls of cream-a-wheat next to
your sweet jellyroll
2/
they salty cracker
crumbs you be a moist loaf of
cinnamon raison
3/
gave up drinking for
lent yet stays drunk sippin’ your
pepper pot liquor
4/
all them other girls
was soup, but see you, you is
some filé gumbo
—kalamu ya salaam
haiku #135
my butterfly breaths
flutter caress the female
flesh of your dark door
—kalamu ya salaam