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teflon frying pans —
like my post-accident brain
very little sticks!
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Monthly Archives: March 2024
springtime melodies
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springtime melodies —
listening to raindrops
patter
on
the
skylight
.
in the dark night
.
in the dark night
slinking corner to corner
the alley cat prowls
.
wild fields beyond
.
wild fields beyond
after the rain
twin rainbows kiss
the redwood fence
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wilderness Wednesday
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wilderness Wednesday
nips, clips, smells of trimmed grass —
the gardener’s here today!
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birds with fluffed feathers
.
birds with fluffed feathers
sing as day breaks —
streets glisten with rain
.
middle-earth excitement!
.
middle-earth excitement!
Bilbo and Frodo
celebrate Hobbit Day
.
puppy love
.
puppy love —
our two girls
noses covered with dirt
tails wagging a storm
bark daddy! daddy!
come see the tunnel we built!
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spring rain
This haiku was originally posted in March of 2016:
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spring rain
last summer’s picnic —
watermelon seeds
sprouting
.
jazz!
.
jazz!
never lost
on the streets
of New Orleans
we followed the sounds —
saxophones
trumpets
violins
bent horns
.
fluffing their feathers
.
fluffing their feathers
robins and bluebirds burst into song
their melodies celebrating
the first days of spring
.
crescent moon
.
crescent moon
icicles hang
in the window pane
.
spring rain
.
spring rain
last year’s garden
ready for seeds
.
overcast morning
.
overcast morning
golden sunlight breaks through —
all across the garden
honeybees dance
celebrating
the first day of spring
.
early spring morning
.
early spring morning
PaPa bird
digging for worms
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spring magic!
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spring magic!
wearing all shades of green
leprechauns leap and twirl
dancing through fields
of lucky four-leaf clover
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fresh cut grass
.
fresh cut grass
sprinkler wet sidewalks
ice-cream truck bells —
spring weekends
at grandma’s
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with swooping strokes
.
with swooping strokes
edged in white
birds paint
the winter grey sky
.
sunny afternoon
.
sunny afternoon
blue jays bathing
in the sprinkler mist
.
late winter rain
.
late winter rain
holding you against me
I feel the warmth of your arms
your lips touching mine —
celebrating memories
at 71
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swallowed
.
swallowed
by dense morning fog
the foothill’s
deep
evergreen pines
.
winter’s jewels
.
winter’s jewels —
icy frost crystals glitter
on the windowsill
.
cold icy night
.
cold icy night
shining into infinity
all the brilliant stars
.
yarn!
.
yarn!
fuzzy mohair
worsted acrylic
soft woolen blends —
all to wrap endlessly
around tables and chairs
.
cold winter days
.
cold winter days
like swirled vanilla frosting —
the world
covered
in white
.
nature’s songs
.
nature’s songs
on the winter wind —
dancing colors
from icy rainbows
.
deep in the library
.
deep in the library
old hidden books
the only sounds
the rustle of paper
downpouring rain
.
dark city streets
.
dark city streets —
icy winds gust under umbrellas
freezing
all thoughts
of spring
.
stepping stones
.
stepping stones —
rocks glisten deep in the lake
all the paths
left
unchosen
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winter rain
v2 of yesterday’s haiku:
winter rain
the graveled parking lot
hushed
beneath
my
feet
.
the winter rain
.
the winter rain —
even graveled driveway
hushed
beneath my feet
.
flurries of snow
.
flurries of snow
evergreens wearing
white overcoats
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alceon ku 