Michael's Files

Writings

The Silent Islands
A Southern Finnish Tale
Pyhätunturi National Park
Uhro Kekkonen National Park
Between Snow & Polar Bears

Tales

Three Foxy Foxes
A Troublesome Little Princess

Poetry & Haiku

Haiku
Some Poetry
Changing Surroundings

Miscellanea

Some Links
The Author

Haiku

Some things that could be regarded haiku, in a Jack Kerouac sort of way.

"The American haiku is not exactly the Japanese haiku. The Japanese haiku is strictly disciplined to seventeen syllables but since the language structure is different I don’t think American haikus (short three-line poems intended to be completely packed with void of whole) should worry about syllables because American speech is something again…bursting to pop. Above all, a haiku must be very simple and free of all poetic trickery and make a little picture and yet be as airy and graceful as a Vivaldi Pastorella."

Nature haiku

Huge Mountain, touches blue sky. Virgin snow covers, green land.	Little bird sings. Beauty fills the air. Gracefully she flies. Beauty fills the air.
Empty stadium. A bird hops. On a bench.	Bee! Don’t look at me. I am not a flower.
Strong sea. Seal swims. Sun rises.	Axe falls. Wood splinters. Warm fire.
Whoosh, whoosh. Skis flow. Over smooth snow.	May 7th. Snowing. Where am I?
I sit in a green field. Loneliness surrounds me. I feel down, depressed. Nature gives my power back.

Bar Haiku

Old man farted, in the toilet. ‘Nice’ sounds, to relieve yourself by!	Ice-hockey turns them on. Free beers for a goal. The bars are full.
Alcohol. Makes them talk. Makes them talk not.	Music is loud, too loud. It irritates.
Drunk man talks a lot. He says nothing. Listen not.	I only had two beers. Now I understand, how drunk everyone is.
Sitting in another bar. Smoking another pipe, another cigar.	Cigar smoke. In my face. I enjoy.
They like the smell of pipe, they like the smell of cigar. But what about me?

Miscellaneous haiku

www dot bla bla dot bla. We are being guided, by dots.	Beatles sing, all you need is love. What about money.
American violence on TV. What do I learn? Turn the damned thing off.	Crying children, on TV. Why NATO, why?
Boring course. Learn little. Waste time.	In Finnish, where is the bridge? I don’t see the troubled water.
Cry! Tears flow. They dry.	Black coffee. With sugar. Warm stomach.
Jack! Jack! Inspire me! Where are you?	Don’t know. What old man wants. He stands and waits.
One street. Twenty TVs. Boring life!	Life! Violence! Where is peace?
Outside shell. Not important. Lost soul.