1/7/09
even after death
foibles are not forgotten
by the hell-wishers
A comment on the immediate aftermath of Michael Jackson's death.
3/7/09
the rose buds anew
on the old blooms petals curl
loosening their grip
4/7/09
sad young man visits
it's too late to mother him
I ache for his need
10/7/09
cold grey morning
roses bend in the rain
he sings at breakfast
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oh swift dragonfly!
poised to alight on this page
with humming wings
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Ernie is naughty
the mischievous boy in him
just why we love him.
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refreshing rain
washes the kookaburra
his laugh rings clear
12/7/09
falling raindrops
life’s problems loosen and float
like fallen petals
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Pamplona
young bull panics
separated from the pack
dead runner
Sum up your day in the form of a haiku
15/7/09
still in warm nightwear
should be transcribing Minutes
it's too cold for work
17/7/09
July morning chill
the vines push out new tendrils
into empty space
18/7/09
winter or summer
life pushes for renewal
dazzling and dancing
23/7/09
by vines in brisk dawn
or among summer roses
fly the winged haiku
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a single thin vine
growing straight up from concrete
clings flat to the wall
Sum up your day in the form of a haiku
25/7/09
wrestle computer
eat, walk, shop, talk to husband,
wrestle computer
(it's old and it's slow
and being that way myself
too much frustration)
31/7/09
she lies on her side
preserved for millions of years
a tiny fossil
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