I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.
A little obsessed
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I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.
Monthly Archives: November 2007
Meditative mind
Silence erases
thoughts and stress like dry markers
wiped clean from white boards.
Starving writer
I really should start
dinner. But husband’s gone, so
I’ll just blog and starve.
Black Friday
Kmart opens at
4am. Outlet mall at
midnight. Who needs sleep?
Thanksgiving – after dinner
Post-tryptophan, we
watch Forrest Gump and digest
the day’s memories.
Thanksgiving – no time for diets
Don’t count calories.
Savor silken pumpkin, tart
cranberries. Taste joy.
Thanksgiving baking
Tempting smells – so strong
they nearly satiate the
appetite – drift by.
Description
We are all in search
of the quote that defines us.
Self in sentence form.
Yearning
Why this ache, an itch
no hand can scratch, a splinter
no tweezer can pull?
Comfort
Times like these, a hot
cup of tea, a soft blanket
is all that’s needed.
a haiku a day 