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Just Seventeen Syllables
A blog of short poems. Seventeen syllables each. Whatever inspires.
Friday, May 20, 2011
80. Meditation
Turn down the constant
cacophony of sound, light.
Breathe, in, out. Be still.
Monday, May 24, 2010
79. Worst Spring Ever
May twenty fourth: snow.
Dark skies, wet grass, a warm bed.
Don't want to get up.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
78. Written During the Storm on Thursday
Rain crashes loudly
against glass. But snow taps its
silent percussion.
Friday, March 5, 2010
77. Like a Crocus
Spring parts, then peaks out
from the wintery drapes, and
is crushed under snow.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
76. Sick of Winter
Fooled by the warm air,
I tried on my sandals, shorts.
My feet are freezing.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
75. Just One Meeting Today
Eight hour meeting
showing demos, strategy.
More action items.
Friday, February 5, 2010
74. Three Haikus About Ice Fishing
Catch a cold, or fish?
Hard to tell when you're dangling
a hook through the ice.
No one understands
why a man sits on the ice
instead of his couch.
It better taste good
when the way to catch it is
fishing on the ice.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
73. Now With Jesse in Paradise
Detectives, PI's,
and cowboys I've spent hours with...
gone from my bookshelf.
Inspiration here
.
Monday, January 18, 2010
72. Sad Day for Tacos
Beans, cheese, tomatoes,
and something that tastes like meat.
All bow in sadness.
Inspiration here
.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
71. Birthday
Spectacular is
what she wants for her birthday.
Happy to oblige.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
70. Halloween
Tried to get away
from the cold and trick or treats
Best Halloween yet.
Friday, October 30, 2009
69. Ariel's Grotto
Lunch with a princess...
felt like a good idea, then,
we got the check. Ouch.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
68. Disneyland
Waiting in line to
experience the magic.
Earth's happiest place.
Friday, September 11, 2009
67. Lotoja
Short flats, mountain highs,
Much chaos in the feed zones.
Best day on a bike.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
66. The Stoplight at 21st South
Standing sentinel,
always red. "Halt! who goes there?"
Click. Foot down. "Just me."
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