Category Archives: Haiku
D’oh! Filler image Wasn’t meant to be whole post. Will write more haiku.
Teacher whoops with glee. Zumba does not make me smile; Trying not to trip. Meeting friends to talk – anecdotes of their toddlers, Sometimes even books! 🙂 Writing new contracts for artists at library; See them in the fall! Did … Continue reading
Being a smart ass …only good if people laugh, when in work meeting. Can’t seem to shut up, “But the birds might choke on them.” Tried to stop talking. Lazy day at home, Reading books and petting cats. Paid holiday … Continue reading
Why does my cat stare? His gaze – hooded defiance, Tail lifted to pee. Legs hang low, behind Rotund, bowling ball body; Herons seeking sky. Hooves carry doe close To nibble upon choice grass. Wild in suburb. Cracked tomato stem, … Continue reading
Starting a new job Consumed with thoughts of myself; Lost sight of the world. Not a good excuse, But common. Job search demands Awareness of self. Two moves in three months; Uncertainty and self doubt. Bubble of aplomb. Top of … Continue reading
Nieces and nephews Tumble around the old house; Time to play with them! Construction paper, Scissors and glue make their art: Pink monkey faces. Moving into old Place where I grew up is good; I still fit with them.
Cobwebs and spiders Leer from corners and ceilings; Never cleaned before. Banana boxes Snagged from behind a Kwik Trip: Sophisticated! Belongings stuffed away; My U-Haul truck is waiting. Boxes piled high!
Salt, cold highway Stretches on for hours and hours; Searching for a job. Radio and phone – Good companions on my trips. Bright dawn ’til dark dusk. Glad it’s not snowing; Pursuing library jobs All over the state.
Dust motes dance in drafts While cobwebs cling to corners. Cat laps at squish’d bug. First, make a big mess In pursuit of sorting things. Box up belongings. Papers spread across Floors like a sinuous snake. Am I getting close? … Continue reading
Arteries of life Capillaries of friendship Roads connect us all. Hoar frost rims the trees – black ribbon of road ahead; sun burns through clouds. Black top reflects lights; Rain slick roads mirror street lamps. Where is the damn road?