a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language
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a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language
Category Archives: thoughts
haikouldn’t ask it of you
“Read my poem? Please?”
In real life I’d get blank stares.
Here, you’re back for more.
Dubious milestone
Just over five months
This one four hundred fifty
Art or wasted time?
I’ve lied to you
A haiku a day?
Not quite. Some days the tap runs,
some days it’s bone dry.
Spring in the air
Mud has a smell that’s
like waking up to coffee.
You know you’re alive.
March 20
The equinox means
equal night and day worldwide
yin and yang of light.
Tina Fey’s new black
Reclaiming the word,
she grabs the bitch by the horns
and makes us all proud.
Constant reader
see also Inconstant blogger
That you’ve found me and
read my life in seventeen
syllables floors me.
Oscar red carpet
So hungry but the
dress fits stumble past photogs
smile stop nod pose smile.
Sephora
Kid in candy shop
I dab on product in search
of my true colors.
a haiku a day 