Here is another poem about D.B., written in 1983.
Oh! How I love you,
You little ball of fur.
Your little booted feet,
up to your little white chin.
Your long, soft
fur is a comfort
when I’m sad.
Your watchful eyes
help me see clearly
that you love me
as much as I love you.
Though you may
bite and claw me
when you’re mad,
I know you understand
that I love you
and you are me
little kitty-kins.
Written in 1983. I stretch for endless miles. My brethren stretch out beside me. I have many visitors. Yet I am always alone. Bubble gum and cigarette butts on my belly, Dirt on my back, I lie and watch the creatures who forever traverse my stomach. The old lady who pushes a cart Cares about…
Busy, busy, swamped! There is so much to do. ARG! Flat out occupied! Hmmm. I guess my busy life is beginning to get to me. Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Written in 1983. Wastepaper basket filled to the brim with wads of fresh, new paper. Desk cluttered with paper, ink and pencils. A slumped figure snores over a sheet of paper. The words “Once upon a time . . .” are scribbled out on the top line. Looking closer at the wads in the basket,…
Here’s my haiku for the week: Birds twitter outside Light floods through my window blinds But I am still cold Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Written during the 1984/1985 school year. I’m falling! Falling slowly to the ground. Drifting I’m drifting on a breath of air Softly, I’ve landed on a soft, green surface. I’m not afraid, Anymore.
Today’s haiku was inspired by an absolutely beautiful sunset I enjoyed last week. The sky was slightly overcast and the layers of clouds were all different colors … light purple blue, brilliant pink orange and even a scattering of white. Stunning. Periwinkle sky Tangerine clouds float by Across my mind’s eye Originally posted on 52…