Weekend haiku

Their baby loves to  

hold cellphones, only breaking  

one. I've broken three.  

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Waiting for my teeth  

cleaning, I always think I  

should brush more often

Friday haiku

 The interviews seem  

to keep going well and yet  

I'm still unemployed

Thursday haiku

After the dentist,  

my teeth may be clean but my  

mouth is still dirty

Wednesday haiku

Dad was in pain and  

very grumpy, so at least  

his mood was normal

Tuesday haiku

They gave their baby  

a stripper name, and then put  

a pole in her crib

Monday haiku

Knowing each visit  

could be the last was tough on  

his own aging heart

Weekend haiku

Seeing an old friend  

after a long time apart  

helps strengthen the chain  

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Seeing Dad grumpy  

wasn't new, but the constant  

pain was hard to bear

Friday haiku

A celebration  

of life would be better if  

they were still alive

Thursday haiku

Before Fleetwood Mac,  

and before she married John,  

Christine was Perfect

Wednesday haiku

If a tree falls on  

the highway, does Bruce Cockburn  

write a whole new song

Tuesday haiku

If a tree falls on  

the highway, does the forest  

get really jealous?

Monday haiku

As I get older,  

like certain cars, my engine  

needs time to warm up

Weekend haiku

These are not my hills,  

this is not my town, and home  

feels so far away  

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As I get older,  

my glasses are as vital  

as wallet and keys

Friday haiku

As I get older,  

I have found that cheap motels  

are not my lifestyle

Thursday haiku

In this cheap motel,  

a smoker used this pillow  

and my lungs can tell

Wednesday haiku

Vintage cars cruising  

slowly downtown tonight, my  

Subaru's too new

Tuesday haiku

Vintage cars cruising  

slowly downtown tonight, I'm  

feeling exhausted

Monday haiku

The first summer rains  

lower the heat, reminding  

us fall is close by

Weekend haiku

The ocean can be  

dangerous, but it's been sealed  

for your protection  

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As we wrote, Paul kept  

staring, never having seen  

poets in the wild

Friday haiku

We celebrate our  

dead with dancing, song and drums,  

rhythms of our hearts

Thursday haiku

Shakespeare in the Park:  

Where sonnets and couplets meet  

blankets and picnics

Wednesday haiku

Shakespeare in the Park:  

Where the Bard treads the boards with  

the birds and the trees

Tuesday haiku

There's no room in my  

heart and mind for frivolous  

things, so you must go

Monday haiku

Scottish Highland Games  

Caber Toss:  Big men who can  

really swing their poles

Weekend haiku

There's a flutter in  

my chest, a spasm, like wings  

preparing for flight  

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The devastation  

wrinkles were new reminders  

he was gone too soon

Friday haiku

The dogs can sense the  

evil within him, barking  

to chase it away