July 7
2018
None of that rain reached
Our poor parched ranch and forest.
It’s all a big tease.
2014
Haiku to a frustrating day
I fight with State Farm.
The final call ends thusly:
"You guys are assholes!"
Then I drink good Zin,
Make a garlicky pesto
And talk of music.
Now, I listen to
Another bathroom cricket.
I'm indifferent.
The nighttime feeding:
"I wonder if his ears itch
Like mine do sometimes."
2010
At home drinking tea:
None of that rain reached
Our poor parched ranch and forest.
It’s all a big tease.
2015
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| Spicy, savory, A tad bit medicinal: Scent of sage with rain. |
Haiku to a frustrating day
I fight with State Farm.
The final call ends thusly:
"You guys are assholes!"
Then I drink good Zin,
Make a garlicky pesto
And talk of music.
Now, I listen to
Another bathroom cricket.
I'm indifferent.
"I wonder if his ears itch
Like mine do sometimes."
2013
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| Um, uh...well you see... We went to the Ranch Market, And...words fail me now |
Summer colds are really wrong.
Anachronistic.
Anachronistic.
2009
Called in sick today and just realized that everyone's going to think I stayed home to watch the funeral. Didn't. I swear.
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