The other day, while I was putting on my shoes to take Sprocket for a walk, I was inspired to write a few haiku about her. I share them with you here:
Four-legged smile
The dog of my heart and dreams
Sprocket, I love you
Good Girl Sprocket
Looks up with loving brown eyes
You are so precious
I bask, yes bask, in
her glorious dogginess
the dog of my life
My next speech for Toastmasters is “Speaking to Entertain” … I have to be humorous for 15-20 minutes. Ug. Anyway, I thought I might do it on food, so was looking for some interesting quotes about food and found this: “The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.” G.K. Chesterton Well, never…
Written sometime during the 1980/81 school year. Boredom escaping from boredom fleeting images Adventures, Fantasies Images Fading . . . Fading . . . Fading . . . . The Death of a Daydream.
I had to avoid the computer last week due to a back spasm, so here is last week’s haiku almost a week late. A fly jit jitters Across our truck’s windshield. Does it know I’m here? Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Written July 25, 1987. She sits there eating stick pretzels as if they were cigarettes. She holds them between her pointing and middle finger. She brings them up to her mouth and takes a bite. She rolls the bite teasingly with her tongue as she stares at her imaginary opponent. In her mind she plays…
Oops! I was brain dead this week. Sorry for posting this so late. The World spins around Like a dradle in the sky Will it stop someday? Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Here’s my haiku for the week: The challenge is here Are you up to it, my friend? I believe you are Originally posted on 52 Haiku