{"id":2245,"date":"2014-04-11T17:36:21","date_gmt":"2014-04-11T17:36:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/?p=2245"},"modified":"2019-02-11T08:02:23","modified_gmt":"2019-02-11T08:02:23","slug":"haiku-poems-janet-kuypers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/haiku-poems-janet-kuypers\/","title":{"rendered":"Haiku Poems Janet Kuypers"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cout\u201d<\/p>\n

spirits inside you
\nwant to come out and scream their
\nstory to the world<\/p>\n

\u201cof his thirst\u201d<\/p>\n

of my dead Scotsman,
\nthey spoke of his drinking, but
\nnever of his thirst.<\/p>\n

\u201cclose\u201d<\/p>\n

death\u2019s an animal
\nperched under your bed, waiting for
\nyou to close your eyes<\/p>\n

\u201cfloor\u201d<\/p>\n

Writhing on the floor,
\nbruised, she cried, begged for an end.
\nI had to kill her<\/p>\n

\u201cextinct\u201d<\/p>\n

when they go extinct
\ndo we study the mistakes
\nor just study bones<\/p>\n

\u201clast\u201d<\/p>\n

But I have to drink
\nmore. The burning doesn\u2019t last
\nas long as you do.<\/p>\n

\u201cscorches\u201d<\/p>\n

Take the final swig.
\nIt burns it\u2019s way down your throat.
\nIt scorches your tongue.<\/p>\n

\u201corgans\u201d<\/p>\n

I have to take showers,
\nscrub skin, rip out organs, to
\nrid myself of you<\/p>\n

\u201cchoke\u201d<\/p>\n

Trapped, she felt a chill,
\nlike a goose walked on her grave.
\nShe chokes with his touch.<\/p>\n

\u201cexplosions\u201d
\n 
\n(bonus line haiku)
\n 
\n“H-bomb explosions”
\n 
\nreach temperatures as hot
\nas the first second
\nof the Universe<\/p>\n

\u201cfit\u201d<\/p>\n

amazing how much
\nof your life you can fit in
\na single suitcase<\/p>\n

\u201cfeel\u201d<\/p>\n

I feel nothing but
\nthe intensity you feel.
\nYour thoughts cut my face.ant\u201d<\/p>\n

“Pant”<\/p>\n

waves are crashing, and
\nthe moon\u2019s phases are changing
\nto a rhythmic pant.<\/p>\n

\u201cCivil\u201d<\/p>\n

a civil war is
\nraging in me, and I want
\na revolution<\/p>\n

\u201cneed\u201d<\/p>\n

I need to record
\nthese things to remind myself
\nthat I am alive<\/p>\n

\u201ckill\u201d<\/p>\n

they tried to kill me
\nbut I survived. Lucky me.
\nBut, what have I won<\/p>\n

\u201cJohn\u2019s Mind\u201d<\/p>\n

human beings are
\nthe only creatures with thought.
\nthat\u2019s why we have gods.<\/p>\n

\u201crun\u201d<\/p>\n

although I hate you
\nI\u2019ll never let go, so you\u2019ll
\nhave to run faster<\/p>\n

\u201cmirror\u201d<\/p>\n

I look and see all
\nthat you\u2019ve affected. The world,
\nthis house. The mirror.<\/p>\n

\u201ckeep\u201d<\/p>\n

you work harder than
\nmen for less pay, so keep up
\nthe good work, ladies<\/p>\n

\u201ctiming\u201d<\/p>\n

just when you feel hope,
\nthen they take it, quickly. it\u2019s
\nall in the timing<\/p>\n

 
\n\u201cTwo Not Mute Haikus\u201d
\n 
\nI
\n 
\nJust sit quietly.
\nRapes, beatings, torture and pain.
\nWe can beat you down.
\n 
\nII
\n 
\nYou can\u2019t be quiet.
\nTry to fight the world\u2019s evils \u2014
\nEven with just words.<\/p>\n

\u201cfree\u201d<\/p>\n

I ain\u2019t got money
\nand what do you mean to me
\nwhen nothing\u2019s for free\u2019<\/p>\n

\u201cgroove\u201d<\/p>\n

Records? I\u2019m vinyl.
\nYour needle\u2019s been in my grooves;
\nthrough every ridge, pore.<\/p>\n

\u201cconsole\u201d<\/p>\n

canned condolences
\nwere all I heard when I lost
\nthe love of my life<\/p>\n

\u201cform\u201d<\/p>\n

if we\u2019re cast in stone
\nI\u2019d watch your form forever,
\nfrozen by your side<\/p>\n

\u201cknowing\u201d<\/p>\n

fallen to my knees,
\nI can feel my chest cave in
\nknowing it\u2019s my time<\/p>\n

\u201coil\u201d<\/p>\n

flowers on the water
\nbroke the oil seeping up from
\nthe submarine grave<\/p>\n

\u201ccage\u201d<\/p>\n

this pain in my chest,
\npounding, heaving, throbbing, like
\nit\u2019s trapped, in a cage<\/p>\n

\u201cevil\u201d<\/p>\n

like cream in coffee,
\nevil explodes into a
\nmushroom cloud and spreads<\/p>\n

\u201cdifference\u201d<\/p>\n

when putting same clothes
\non angels and demons, you
\ncan\u2019t tell them apart<\/p>\n

\u201cblood\u201d<\/p>\n

left with you there, I
\nwatched us become blood-
\nthirsty animals<\/p>\n

\u201cfog\u201d<\/p>\n

fog envelopes me
\nit\u2019s a thick, powerful force
\nthat doesn\u2019t let go<\/p>\n

\u201cupturn\u201d<\/p>\n

with blurred eyes, hollow
\nupturned tortoise shells look like
\nbattle casualties<\/p>\n

***
\n<\/p>\n

<\/strong>\"Janet<\/a><\/p>\n

<\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/h2>\n

Janet Kuypers is a professional performance artist, and is a writer, an art director, webmaster and photographer. She was even the final featured poetry performer of 15 poets with a 10 minute feature at the 2006 Society of Professional Journalism Expo’s Chicago Poetry Showcase. This certified minister is even the reverend.<\/strong><\/p>\n

She sang with the acoustic bands “Mom’s Favorite Vase” and “Weeds and Flowers”, and on occasion she still performs in “the Second Axing”, and does music sampling. Kuypers has over 70 books published and close to 40 audio CD sets released, and is published in books, magazines and on the internet around thousands of times for her writing and art work in her professional career, has been profiled in such magazines as Nation and Discover U, won the award for a Poetry Ambassador and was nominated as Poet of the Year. She has also been highlighted on radio stations, and has also appeared on television for poetry repeatedly.<\/p>\n

She turned her writing into performance art on her own and with musical groups, and ran a monthly Podcast of her work for years, as well mixed JK Radio — an Internet radio station — into Scars Internet Radio (radio stations ran 2005-2009, and there are plans to start the radio stations again in 2011). She ran the Chaotic Radio show through BZoO.org and chaoticarts.org (2006-2007). She has performed spoken word and music across the country – in the spring of 1998 she embarked on a national poetry tour, with featured performances, among other venues, at the Albuquerque Spoken Word Festival during the National Poetry Slam; her bands have had concerts in Chicago and in Alaska; in 2003 she hosted and performed at a weekly poetry and music open mike (called Sing Your Life), and from 2002 through 2005 performed quarterly performance art. Starting in 2010 Janet Kuypers also hosts the weekly Chicago poetry open mic at the Cafe (http:\/\/www.chaoticarts.org\/thecafe), where she also runs a weekly poetry podcast.<\/p>\n

You can see video links and short poems as tweets at http:\/\/twitter.com\/janetkuypers<\/a>, and all of her book releases and video releases from the Cafe and her performance art shows can be seen at http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/janetkuypers<\/a>, but to ever learn more about her you can see her publishing organization, Scars Publications, on line at http:\/\/scars.tv<\/a>, or you can learn about her at http:\/\/www.janetkuypers.com.<\/a><\/p>\n

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