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Category Archives: haiku
Downton Abbey
Those clothes. That house. I’d
plead agoraphobia,
never leave the grounds.
100th follower
What’s your platform? they
ask, but frown at haiku blog.
Thanks. You’ve proved them wrong.
Trigger happy
Aim, fire! Chemical
fragrance confirms strong toxins
at work. Die, germs, die!
Where there’s smoke
No caveman struggle
to keep warm. Just a cozy
Sunday ritual.
Wild child at 86
She shares her story
of youthful risks. Wants my thoughts.
Jesus, you’re still nuts.
Takeout
Fork scrapes styrofoam,
a sound that grates my nerves. I’d
rather cook myself.
Indian restaurant
Our favorite place,
nothing special. Good food, cheap,
they greet us with smiles.
Game day
Feet on hardwoods shriek
like bird calls, his yells louder
still when shots score points.
Old dog, no tricks
Stares at chair, the height
harder now. He leaps, back legs
scrabbling uselessly.
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