Vegans, stay away,
lest your firm resolve melt from
tender smoked brisket.
Salt Lick barbecue
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Category Archives: tradition
Visiting colleges
Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Why I’ve been absent
Haiku, like bonsai,
needs care and pruning. A mind
unfocused kills both.
For whom the bell tolls
From an estate sale –
pendulum clock. Westminster
chimes now count my days.
I’ve lied to you
A haiku a day?
Not quite. Some days the tap runs,
some days it’s bone dry.
Ides of March
‘Beware!’ Caesar was
told. Like teens in horror films
he didn’t listen.
In like a lion, out like a lamb
What’s that mean? That spring’s
a dominatrix, whipping
March ’til it submits?
Last lines
for jem who says, “it’s your last lines that get me everytime.“
I’d like to think of
myself as the O. Henry
of the haiku form.
Leap year day
Secretive. Works for
the CIA. Won’t say where
it’s been for four years.
WV Oscar night tradition
They walk the carpet.
We eat takeout Chinese and
scream for our favorites.
