Saturday, June 22, 2019

That Picture of You


That smiling picture of you
is framed with refrigerator magnets
so we can start each day
smiling together.

That beautiful picture of you
used to honor you in farewell
will forever produce instant sighs
of loving remembrance.

I am getting to know you
from across a great distance
through your imprint on everyone
that refuses to recede.

I like to think
you and I
would have been
fast friends.


ps: sorry I missed you



-for Valerie


Ken Owen
Van Niddy Press   June 2019

Monday, May 27, 2019

Vacation Haiku, Spring 2019



house after house
pale white roses--
city ordinance?


palm fronds rustle
in afternoon breezes
then, back to sleep


why so skittish, friend?
stay, drink up!--
hummingbird

-Yorba Linda, CA

**

she does sudoku
I write haiku--
cultural misappropriation?



angry fly
ruins my nap--
something i said?


a skilled trapeze artist
steals breakfast from a bird feeder--
fat squirrel


gardener's blower,
honking car horns,
invading Paradise

-Lafayette, CA 



Birds at The Airport

  birds 
     at the airport—
   no canceled flights


  birds 
  at the airport 
     not impressed


birds
  at the airport
  laughing at complexity


birds
   at the airport—
are you my mother?

-San Jose Airport

Ken Owen   Van Niddy Press
May 2019

Monday, May 20, 2019

Gendai Haiku


-in the style of and dedicated to Master Haiku Poet Kobayashi Issa



     i close my eyes
between poems by Issa
     and swallow them whole

*

morning tea--
sweet honey, bitter lemon
preview the day's possibilities

*

     warm bath, quiet reflection--
     the old man soaks 
      in peace

*

a troubled mind
melting 
     in the heat of worry

*

     lovers become enemies
now friends again--
     time brings wisdom for healing

*

the universe
interrupts my inertia--
cold coffee

*

the universe
delivers my exercise plan--
reheating cold coffee

*

tiny moth
shares my elevator--
what floor, friend?

*

tiny moth
shares my elevator--
apartment hunting

*

hillside cows
napping with indifference—
spring rain

*

      clouds admire their work,
the moon surveys the damage—
  spring rain

*
much in common,
morning sun warms old bones--
lazy house cat and me

*

careful, summer flies,
i have yet to clean
springtime webs!

*

midlife lament--
everything hurts,
reasons unknown

-for J.K. Jr. 


*


changing demographics

from old young man
to young old man

-inspired by JC of SSF


*

jumping to their death
to cool my hot bath--
beads of sweat

*

reading "Quotable Einstein"
at 3:00 a.m. --
who am i kidding?

*

walking the lake path
we speak of everything
and nothing

*

clouds parading west
seek storm instructions--
sunrise

*

short bird song
then quiet again--
"back to sleep, children"

*

short bird song
then quiet again--
bad dream?

-5:30 a.m.




Ken Owen
Van Niddy Press   May 2019

Saturday, April 20, 2019

The Catch (I Saw Jesus, Part 4)





Photograph by Tom Wishing


I saw Jesus
watching them tear down
Candlestick Park.

He was thinking about
Dwight Clark's catch in 1982
that he had nothing to do with
but enjoyed very much
anyway.


Ken Owen   August 2015
Van Niddy Press

Thursday, January 10, 2019

English Haiku, Bodega Bay



        
     coastline boulders
jump in to stand guard
breaking waves







shades of
sunset blue
uncountable 

  appreciating 
  majestic sunsets
        brings time’s true measure




     little buddha 
tiny party bag
     her perfect gift

     
     puffy-eyed tourists 
clam chowder and bloody mary’s 
     new years day


Ken Owen      Van Niddy Press
Bodega Bay, California 
December 2018

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

My Book of Thoughts


I sat down to
finish 
a book of 
Japanese poetry

but my mind was 
racing
and kept jumping 
off the page. 

It felt like I was 
reading
two books 
at the same time.

Sadly, my book of 
thoughts
was not nearly 
as elegant.



Ken Owen  Van Niddy Press 
December 2018

Friday, October 19, 2018

She Before Me

(Soft Eggs and Toast)




Photograph by Dianne Woods


The counter seats of most restaurants 
are full of men 
who have no one at home
to cook their soft eggs and toast.

These elderly gents
leave the house wearing their
favorite baseball cap and 
“World's Best Grandpa” sweatshirt

and take their place at the counter
with their friends from the neighborhood 
who have unwillingly joined the
“She Left Before Me” Club

though some 
silently refer to it 
as the 
“I Was Supposed to Go First” Club

and though they boast bravely 
of their willingness to be done with it all
happy once again
when reunited with their love

they do their best 
to hide their fear 
on days when their destiny 
overwhelms them

with news of 
an opening in the club
and a place 
at the counter.


Ken Owen    Van Niddy Press 
October 2018