washing Yukon Golds Posted on 09/30/2010 by haiku djean washing Yukon Golds brown-spotted freckled skin warm tap water caressing my hands — Donald L. in junior high
the old yellow cat Posted on 09/28/2010 by haiku djean the old yellow cat tail whomping the carpet — mice won’t come out and play
helping hang the laundry Posted on 09/28/2010 by haiku djean xhelping hang the laundry —the rough textureof daddy’s pantsx
cool against bare thighs Posted on 09/21/2010 by haiku djean mm cool against bare thighs —playing jacks on the greenlinoleum floorm
icy breath and rosy cheeks Posted on 09/21/2010 by haiku djean –icy breath and rosy cheeks galloping upand downthe grey cement drivewaysis and meon great newChristmas steeds —bright redbroomstick horsesgolden plastic manes flapping in the wind–
City Dweller’s Lament Posted on 09/08/2010 by haiku djean City Dweller’s Lament not sure I can remember; cars have gained control whiz by night and day — was there ever silence? only the birdson an early morning dawn
waking early Posted on 09/06/2010 by haiku djean waking early at grandma’s house crisp white sheets my own double bed the cinnamon smell of pancakes in the kitchen pancakes made just for me 🙂
was there ever silence Posted on 09/06/2010 by haiku djean was there ever silence? only the birds on an early morning dawn