Rushing in, she smells
of Earl Grey tea and cool night air.
Then, sounds of crickets.
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My attempts to write Haiku, Senryu, and sometimes other forms of poetry.
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- Green rosemary...
- The cats and I watch...
- Sweet, seedy figs bridge (9/2/14)
- I want to be sharp, sharp, sharp! (9/5/14)
- The car glides along (9/7/14)
- I walk past roses (9/11/14)
- I walked the beach last time (9/12)
- New-ish dancers...
- Comforting drumming (9/18/14)
- Small jumble of socks (9/24/14)
- I bundled black socks (9/24/14)
- And Another!
- Yet Another Actually Written Today!
- Actually Also Written Today!
- 9/1/14
- Kaleidoscope
- 8/31/14
- They Say...
- More 8/5/14
- Also 8/5/14
- 8/5/14
- 8/11/14
- 8/13/14-- 2 Versions.
- Also Written 8/17/14 & about the Same Place
- 8/17/14
- Actually Written Today!
- 8/19/14
- The Significance Pumpkin Bread Even in August
- 8/20/14
- During the Napa Earthquake (We're All Fine-- Nothi...
- 8/24/14
- 8/28/14
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