Punk Birds


Spring blooms with new lives
Skuas emulate James Dean
They’re cruising for chicks

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on May 21, 2012, in Haiku, Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

    • It’s nice to create a haiku that takes folk completely by surprise occasionally, non? 😛 Yes, nature is beautiful and uplifting, but it also has its “red in tooth and claw” aspects.


  1. (as Ben chuckles: “Made you smile!”)
    I like it. 😉

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  2. Snagging, as the Navajo and Pueblo both say.

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