We all complain there’s
no place to plug in. One by
one, our laptops die.
Offsite meeting of the computer geeks
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We all complain there’s
no place to plug in. One by
one, our laptops die.
Tag Archives: death
Why I’ve been absent
Haiku, like bonsai,
needs care and pruning. A mind
unfocused kills both.
Silda Wall Spitzer
Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
Saving grace
While I throw pennies
into a coin jar, Bear Stearns
gets a big bailout.
Eliot Spitzer
When a righteous man
is caught with his pants down, it’s
likely he’ll get spanked.
Fuzzy logic
posted to my Twitter account
I need sleep, but I * need to work but I need sleep * to work can’t think straight.
Duct cleaning
Heating system dust –
particles of previous
occupants’ lives, selves.
For whom the bell tolls
From an estate sale –
pendulum clock. Westminster
chimes now count my days.
Empire State Building – at the base
Like a hick I tilt my
head to see the top and
ponder tossed pennies.
1964 World’s Fair Unisphere
Flushing Meadows Park
once a site of hope. There, a
globe pledged future peace.
a haiku a day 