Saturday, March 30, 2013

weekend haiku

My camera still
has that new camera smell;
I know, I sniffed it 


She's always catching
my eye, which is handy since
it keeps popping out

Friday, March 29, 2013

Friday's haiku

Phil's formidable
foe, Frank's forever filming
fiendish felonies

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Thursday's haiku

Able to deduce
all from your hushed tones, she's the
whisper whisperer

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Wednesday's haiku

In her glasses, she's
a naughty librarian;
without them, she's blind

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Tuesday's haiku

Like a tornado,
Janet can land anywhere
and destroy a home

Monday, March 25, 2013

Monday's haiku

She says she's very
open-minded, but that's just
a nice word for hole

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Weekend haiku

Heavy rains may not
soak to the bone, but they sure
can moist a muscle 


Since clouds pull moisture
from the ocean, it's fitting
the rain comes in waves

Friday, March 22, 2013

Friday's haiku

Tornadoes may strike
Dublin; locals only care
if the pubs are closed

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Thursday's haiku

Having spent time with
myself, I'll stop inflicting
myself on others

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Wednesday's haiku

That man has a joint
in his past, near present, and
more in his future

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Tuesday's haiku

Bladder stones, much like
the Rolling Stones since Eighty
One, can be painful

Monday, March 18, 2013

Monday's haiku

She called Billy a
douchebag, but they were nowhere
near that intimate

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Weekend haiku

She said I kept her
up past her bedtime, which is
great if I'd been there 


I know a poem
is real good if I wish that
I had written it

Friday, March 15, 2013

Friday's haiku

Chad learned sign language
from a little girl, just so
he could read shorthand

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Thursday's haiku

Joel may not be a
dentist, but he wanted to
fill her cavities

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Wednesday's haiku

He's so lazy, he
won't even argue if you
say that he's lazy

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Tuesday's haiku

She's skinny, with a
huge head, like a tulip bulb
that can move around

Monday, March 11, 2013

Monday's haiku

I always get a
funny taste in my mouth when
I tell a good joke

Saturday, March 9, 2013

weekend haiku

Once knowing what it
meant, Chad was less jealous of
people stoned to death 


He heard her voice just
fine, but being a guy, he
pretended not to

Friday, March 8, 2013

Friday's haiku

A smile, a purr, a
sigh are all small things that can
turn your day around

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Thursday's haiku

Hair bows and Elmo
shirts are less fashionable
when you're forty five

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Wednesday's haiku

When she's naked, she
feels close to God; when naked,
I just feel lonely

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Tuesday's haiku

For wanting to have
a little talk, she sure used
a lot of big words

Monday, March 4, 2013

Monday's haiku

We frown at people
who throw away cats, yet we
call them a litter

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Weekend haiku

His dark five o'clock
shadow looks pretty good since
it is only three


The barbed wire fence was
not to keep strangers out, but
to keep the boy in

Friday, March 1, 2013

Friday's haiku

Thinking outside the
box is good, unless you are
a litter trained cat