peace beside still pond
days filled with autumn’s glory
golden leaves remain
This photograph was taken by my friend Kelly Cavitt Dupler. She seems to be my muse.
Category: Haiku
All in a Day’s Work
cinderella danced
sleeping beauty slept for months
snow white cared for dwarves.
all in a day’s work
for princesses fair of face
haters gonna hate.
Almost Haiku
counting syllables
five, seven, then five again
sometimes those aren’t e-
(nough.)
mathematicians
find pleasure in haiku
where numbers still count.
Einstein, the poet?
relativity in words
theoretically.
Approval
success and failure
fraternal twins fed by angst,
seeking approval.
no consolation
in the silence or applause
they sought acceptance.
clothed in afterthought
lingering at shadow’s edge
no acknowledgement.
Sloppy Kisses
nothing can compare
with sloppy doggie kisses;
paws for approval.
scratch behind the ears
forms friendship for a lifetime;
canine loyalty.
sweetest companion
bundle of fur and pure joy
loved beyond measure.
A friend’s beloved dog was attacked yesterday by an aggressive dog who escaped from his owner. Please send healing thoughts to little Cayla and her humans.
peace, people.
Paranoid Path
go with the masses
everyone’s doing it, right?
conscience doesn’t count.
pardon our ignorance
our lockstep adherence, too;
fear breeds yet more fear.
thank you NRA
for skyrocketing gun sales
and paranoia.
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Hangover Haiku
head throbs, stomach roils
nausea threatens to rise;
drunken aftermath.
unwelcome symptoms,
consequences of
over indulging.
should know better now
in fifth decade’s last hurrah
I learned too slowly.
Peace, people!
I might’ve had way too much to drink at my high school reunion this weekend.
Leaf Life
life had much promise
for you two seasons ago,
green budding leafling.
spring urged you forward
out of yearning innocence
a mere suggestion.
hot summer hinted
eternity can be yours
live forever leaf!
alas, autumn came
transforming green to orange
with one final stroke.
rest peacefully now
released from your life’s struggle
to crunch underfoot.
Birthday Flowers
My birthday flowers,
a thoughtful gift from my son
and his lovely wife,
look as beautiful
today as they did Monday
and smell heavenly.
Thank you Jason and Liz!
Skipping Stone
rock among others
indistinctive attributes,
yet describable.
smooth textured pebble
child’s palm-sized, mottled dull brown
weighted, not heavy.
all in the wrist twist
flat bottom skips across lake
two, three, four, five times.
Praying for Eyebrowz 