speaking of haiku
ice sunday
sand salt ice scrape slip
sliding november sunday
now sleep dark sleepnight
shouting for silence
OVER-SCHEDULED LIFE,
NOISE TO SIGNAL RATIO
EXCEEDS! PLEASE! QUIET!
over-scheduled life...
noise to signal ratio
exceeds... please...... quiet.
each day
each day gets better
each day more confident, sure
each day, but not now
my grandmother's compliant about her sister
she took my fur coat!
she got married, she eloped!
in my good fur coat!
january
with cruel decision
stuck, unable to let go
cannot move forward
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