8/31/09

121.

A tricky question:
Why do all the good things go?
Unanswerable.

120.

It's official now.
Yes. As of noon-time today.
SNAB is really closed.

119.

Last day of the month.
Remember: "Rabbit, rabbit!"
Luck for September.

118.

Watch me jump and sing!
Nothing's really different, just...
in a good mood now.

8/30/09

117.

House cleaning. Oh joy.

About to start digging in...

Please wish me good luck!!

8/28/09

116.

I can't believe it:

Sarasota News and Books,

you can't be closing!!

8/27/09

115.

I cannot believe
what plane tickets already
cost for Thanksgiving!!

8/26/09

114.

Today was quite odd:
It felt unproductive but
really it wasn't!!

113.

It's been gray a lot.
Rain clouds and dusk blend into
one long, misty blur.

8/25/09

112.

Wishing you such a
happy birthday Andy and
missing you a lot.

111.

Already thirty?
How can that be possible?
Ah well, 'tis young yet.

110.

Thirty years ago:
one of my dearest friends came
shouting into life.

* - Today's haiku dedicated to the birthday of my good friend, GeekUSA.

8/24/09

109.

Windburnt and tanned skin.
Shepherd's crook curve to the spine.
No home, only street.

8/22/09

108.

Scattershot lately.

A brain/body disconnect.

Get it together!!

8/21/09 - Take 2

107.

I cannot believe
something like that slipped my mind.
I've been a bad friend.

8/21/09

106.

Helpless dithering:
I shoot myself in the foot.
Why, oh why, oh why?!

8/19/09

105.

Today's planned haiku
just disappeared from my head.
So, there's this instead!!

8/18/09

104.

Sunlit from above,
the palm frond sways in the breeze,
green-gold and glowing.

8/17/09

103.

Fourteen years ago.
So long ago and yet the
wound feels next-day fresh.

Backdated 8/16/09

102.

Heart and mind and soul,
are all still in Rhode Island.
But my body's not.

101.

One hundred haiku!!
Well, if you include this one,
one hundred and one.

100.

Whitman time again:
"A child said, 'what is the grass?' "
I miss you, Pop-Pop.

99.

In the air again.
Sad my vacation's over.
It was way too short.

Backdated 8/15/09

98.

The ghosts of orchards:
lonely light in the farm-yard,
all the apples gone.

Backdated 8/12/09

97.

Can I find my way?
What is my next step forward?
The bridge falls away.

96.

Where has this week gone?!
How is tomorrow Thursday?!
Want to stay longer!!

95.

The art of stillness
gives me no end of trouble.
Bouncy, noisy girl.

94.

What's that smoky cloud,
hovering over the field?
Just some sausages!!

* - Co-written with my mother!!

Backdated 8/8/09

I've been away on vacation for a bit, so my posting has been interrupted. Ironically, though, it's been a fruitful writing time, so I have many haiku to catch up on posting!! Please bear with me, and the regular posting schedule will resume soon!!

93.

"It's a shrinking time."
The Creole cabbie's quite wise.
Coping's now the norm.

92.

Praying for safety:
two smooth flights with no trouble.
Warm welcome at home.

91.

Last night was the last
crackle of the way things were.
Farewell, 'BCN.

* - For Geek USA's last broadcast on Boston's WBCN.

90.

Can't wait to be home!!
Missing my family lots.
Can't wait to squeeze them!!

89.

I don't know why but
traveling helps me to write.
Haiku aplenty!!

88.

As I wait to fly,
thinking lovingly of home,
I eat tart shallots.

87.

A happy sadness.
Stuck at sixes and sevens.
A sad happiness.

86.

More often than not,
I pick chicken when I can.
Veggie-head by chance?

85.

My tummy was all
jiggly and weird last night, but
I hope that's done now!

84.

Wow, that was so fast!
Service at Cafe Elise
is just like lightning!

83.

Am I shutting doors
without really knowing that
they were even there?

8/6/09

82.

Thunderclouds forming
with greater frequency now:
August on the Gulf.

81.

Tomorrow is the
third anniversary of
my first day at work.

80.

I can't believe I
didn't post yesterday but
things have been crazy.

8/4/09 - Part Trois

79.

Sometimes I hear it,
the five-seven-five rhythm,
thrumming in my head.

8/4/09 - Part Deux

For this sequence, please read up from the bottom in numerical order, starting with #74 and ending with #78. The haikus tell a little story that, taken out of order, will not make as much sense. Inspired by the people a few tables over when out at dinner tonight.

78.

I feel ashamed now.
I judged you much too quickly.
But still....the panties!!

77.

Oh, too quick to judge....
We each have our cross to bear.
Yours is Crohn's disease.

76.

Wow, you have no heart.
I hope I'm nicer than you
when I turn 50.

75.

I can see panties!
Your skirt should be much longer!
Auugh! My eyes....my eyes!!

74.

Gossiping ladies....
do I want to hear every
word you say? Um, no.

8/4/09

73.

It's a bad sign when
you try to unlock your apt.
with your office key.

8/3/09

72.

Five years in the past,
my Dad singled off Bill Lee.
The best hit ever!!

71.

If I ever say
I want coffee after five*
tackle me, okay?

*That's p.m.

8/2/09

70.

Sometimes the right thing
leaps upon you unannounced.
Diamond in the dark.

8/1/09

69.

Sleepy Saturday:
westward windows let in the
dappled sunlit glow.