storms of empty wind
bluster across my memories
asking who I am
storms of empty wind
storms of empty wind
bluster across my memories
asking who I am
Monthly Archives: September 2015
storms of empty wind
bluster across my memories
asking who I am
battalion of birds
battalion of birds
flying through the evergreens —
airborne army drill
only 8 a.m.
only 8 a.m.
too many things on my brain —
another scattered day!
Nutritarian survival guide
Nutritarian
survival guide: buy a
Salad Shooter!
autumn equinox
autumn equinox
98 degrees today —
fall seems far away!
a birthday haiku
a birthday haiku
for my aunt bev — the sweetest
aunt a girl could have!
red maple leaves
red maple leaves
bring burnished shades of fall
wondering
can you still hear me, dad?
a pussycat haiku
out the patio door
a battered black plastic bag
flutters in the wind
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except look!
eight fuzzy black ears!
baby kittens
crawling on their mom!
look!
look!
strolling across the lawn —
a fuzzy black kitty
paws as white as snow
Sunday quiet
Sunday quiet —
cars don’t roar by quite as loud
most robo phone calls rest
when I write haiku
when I write haiku
my pen moves slowly on the page
catching floating words
zen housekeeping practice
zen housekeeping practice
putter with purpose
shift tasks while you pause!
grey plastic walker grips
grey plastic walker grips
daddy’s hands buried deep within —
I hunger for his touch
pesky fly
pesky fly
landing everywhere
buzzing in my ear
swat!
no more fly
daylight savings time
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daylight savings time
only critters aren’t confused —
they’re up with the dawn
v2
daylight savings time
only critters aren’t confused —
they’ll eat anytime!
summer bounty
summer bounty
eggplants
plums
violets
grapes
purple popsicle smiles
morning smiles
morning smiles
sunshine on the curtains
windows glisten with rain
neighborhood kitty
neighborhood kitty
cautious at sister’s door — what’s
all the disarray?
(written 02-19-15)
blinking lights beacon
blinking lights beacon
waitresses on roller skates
take-out window nights
my winter journal
my winter journal
pink and burgandy flowers
nurture springtime thoughts
alceon ku 