Three Blues on The Delaware

The soul of the world sings in blue, sapphire
Midnight cerulean stone periwinkle Aegean
Egyptian steel, shadow shimmer, silver glint,
Flow tide breeze and sun, musics of smooth
Chaos soft violence restlessness dissolution
Concord mystery beauty revelation change,
My blood singing back to the singing waters.

Furious machines burning anger, fume and
Rage to the choke point, ferocity of sound,
From here all silence and twinkle, sweeping
Slow rise and fall, rust blistered blue towers,
Harp-strung, Buddha serene, light and heavy,
A mountain of stone and steel engineered to
Rise like thought and dance in the delicate air.

Spring has uncorked all her bottles, pours her
Sparkling vintage into the coupe of May with
A liberal hand. Winter’s damp gloom is swept
From the vaulting sea and a convoy of cloud
Blusters at full sail. I will fill my pockets with
Rubies and expectations, book passage on a
Perfect merchantman and trade with heaven.


Thanks to Philadelphia Stories for publishing Three Blues on The Delaware in the Summer 2016 issue.

Haiku Love Peter Galen Massey Your Supple Machinebeguiling motion / thrum and fire of my life / your supple machine


Haiku Love Peter Galen Massey Lick Me Like Candyi am warm honey / i am sweet cream and cherries / lick me like candy


Hundred Yellow Suns Haiku Peter Galen Masseytoday we woke up / to a hundred yellow suns / on the blooming tree


my heart is dark haiku love peter galen masseymy heart is dark and / dramatic. my body aches / for you. be impressed


Haiku Peter Galen Massey See Me As I Amsee me as i am / every woman has the right / to be beautiful


Haiku Peter Galen Massey Shimmering Sea Blue Daythat shimmering sea / that blue day when our hearts burned / brighter than the sun


Peter Galen Massey Haiku Love Map Worldour love was a map / to a better world. so how / did we wind up here?


Warmer Than Your Skin Haiku Peter Masseyno gold more precious / than this light, no pearl’s luster / warmer than your skin


Peter Galen Massey Haiku Hungered for Your Smellno one will know how / i walked these rooms and hungered / for your smell like food


So Bright Is Love Haiku Peter Galen Masseyso bright is love we / see the shadows of the dead / even in the dark


Haiku Peter Galen Massey All Love Songs Are Truei heard no music / until the music was you / all love songs are true


These haiku about love are the seventh garden of my haiku collection, seven gardens. Haiku in English are unrhymed, three-line poems which are often in a 5-7-5 format of five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second, and five syllables in the third. Haiku are especially distinguished by cutting (“kiru” in Japanese) in which the poem is cut into two sections which juxtapose two elements, which can be an image, an idea, a mood, an emotion, or an experience. I follow the 5-7-5 format but ignore cutting as I please which is different from many modern haiku poets, who do the opposite.

Readers of this collection of haiku about love will notice they tell a story and the haiku speak in two voices. This was not my original intention. These haiku were written separately, over a period of years, and not in the order presented. I discovered the love story and the voices that speak it while arranging this “garden” of haiku and in the process discovered … as the well worn phrase goes … that the whole was greater than the sum of its parts.


Haiku between particle and wave Peter Masseyon the field of time / between particle and wave / there the soul dances

Haiku Peter Galen Massey I Was Taken By The Song Aloneno theory no word / no intent. i was taken / by the song alone

Haiku 173 We The Beautiful Unknowns

we the mysteries / we the beautiful unknowns / even to ourselves

Haiku "all we are is now" Peter Galen Massey poemsno words but these words / no day but this shining day / all we are is now

Haiku "a dinosaur made a bird" Peter Galen Masseydeepest mystery / a dinosaur made a bird / by the will of time

Haiku Peter Galen Massey Falling Snow Is Ashesin the still grey dawn / the falling snow is ashes / from the burning year