This poem was written after a very stressful week in January 1998.
Sitting on the toilet
with my underwear on
I wet my pants,
but didn’t notice
because of all the things
that had distracted me
from pulling down my knickers
in the first place.
It wasn’t until I went to wipe
that I realized
Damn! I forgot to pay my bill!
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…
This weekend was cooler than the previous weekend, but still hot here in Phoenix. This is where I drew my inspiration for today’s haiku: April showers, not here in Phoenix. It’s quite hot. Miss California Originally posted on 52 Haiku
For the past two weeks I’ve been dealing with my dog’s health. She’s been sneezing blood all over the place — a bad combination of high blood pressure and aspirin seemed to cause it. Anyway, I’ve really had blood on the brain lately, thus this somewhat dark haiku for this week. Cleaned gore off the…
Written Feb. 7, 1983. I stay inside the dark and weary castle keep. It is lonely. I know loneliness. She is my friend. Outside is cold. There are many vicious things out there. The many pronged whip that beats on you until you’re a bloody pulp. The razor that slices souls. The knife that creeps…
Written in 1983. Life is: lessons to be learned dreams to be realized adventures to be experienced. The reason is: getting to know experiencing the new realizing the truth. I want to: learn know experience realize. I want, desire, need to grow.
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