Thursday haiku

I would love to find  

a treasure chest of time, though  

I'd likely waste it

Wednesday haiku

Jill's got that lightning  

bolt love; you might survive it,  

or it could kill ya

Tuesday haiku

Come to Sedition  

Dentistry! We promise to  

take over your mouth

Monday haiku

Hummingbird feeder  

outside my window feeds both  

the birds and my soul

Weekend haiku

Winning Julie's love  

is harder than hailing a  

taxi on the moon  

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There's a Cooper's hawk  

scanning the backyard; I know  

I'm safe, still concerned

Friday haiku

Often, I will talk  

to the rain, but then I find  

I rarely listen

Thursday haiku

I envy the night  

sky, so close to the moon's light,  

it's darkness less so

Wednesday haiku

As day fades to night,  

he keeps on writing poems  

while he still has light

Tuesday haiku

The day half escaped,  

she begs me to hurry, while  

I stare at the door

Monday haiku

It feels wrong that a  

gal named Susan Seashore lives  

in Minnesota

Weekend haiku

I won't say Bill's dumb.  

but he thinks carbohydrate  

means "drinking pasta"  

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Even the brightest  

diamond cannot shine if it  

never sees the sun

Friday haiku

Just one more meeting,  

then I'm finally free to  

get some real work done

Thursday haiku

The skies have been gray  

so long, have they forgot what  

it's like to be blue?

Wednesday haiku

Crows fly overhead,  

going home to roost again,  

while I am stuck here

Tuesday haiku

Now that the sun seems  

to be awake, I'm willing  

to open my eyes

Monday haiku

Her voice fills my ears  

with hope, her songs lifting me  

up until I soar

Weekend haiku

Every fisherman  

has a story to tell, and  

some of them are true  

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Horizon's blue seems  

so far away when compared  

to the gray above

Friday haiku

I'm finally old  

enough to know better, but  

still too young to care

Thursday haiku

In for a cleaning,  

he knew his teeth may not be  

pearly, just less beige

Wednesday haiku

It's okay when she  

calls the cat "soft", but not when  

she says it to me

Tuesday haiku

This puddle is a  

lake to something smaller, or  

perhaps an ocean

Monday haiku

For some mothers, the  

one holiday they're not fond  

of is Labor Day

Weekend haiku

To prove a point, Bill  

sent another dick pic. He  

knows lots of Richards  

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Jesus is not for  

sale, not at any price, but  

he can be for lease

Friday haiku

I wish I could say  

when I passed two kidney stones,  

I meant walking by

Thursday haiku

If Joan's head was a  

motel, the big sign out front  

would read, "vacancy"

Wednesday haiku

Instead of getting  

married, Bill just picked a gal  

and bought her a house