Sometimes I write little poems while I walk down the street, or when I’m stuck in traffic in the car…sometimes they’re haikus (5-7-5 syllables) and sometimes not.
What a threat you pose
hanging over the soap dish
translucent spider
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Evening Piano Lesson
ticking
again she says
getting darker
chirping birds
3 scales to go.
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I love how when you
shake a peanut a little
it rattles inside
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Doodle
memory
of a design drawn
curling old friend
covers every surface
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Just a little pink
this sacred snow lines the curbs
new winter in spring
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