Each month, write a new collection.
four wallsopen tothe breezesurroundedBy trees, sandtowel proppedat the backsea plashesnearbywarm bookcold drink
I love your haiku-ish stuff man!
It's funny, out takes a while to write the short poems. Yesterday's haiku took all day thinking about it, and today's I wrote as a much longer disorganized poem four days ago that congealed as I was trying to sleep.
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Yeah, I got one yesterday as soon as I woke up and then spent all day NOT gettiung the second.
CupcakesFriend you are very largeYour brain is oh so slowSomething on digestionIs what brought you here,Gentlest of giants.How to get out of bed Move body in commandOf feet once againWhat makes sense to you?For what do you care?Your girlfriend? Her birthday?What gift can be givenFrom very little means?What’s possible for you?Food your favorite thing?Lets get you dressed and comeDown to figure out a plan.Push bariatric chairRight to this table spotWhat gift can you bring?Birthday cupcake?Your eyes begin to sparkleNever such a giftChocolate, Frosted white.We’ll find some candles too.We practice days with walkerPractice in and out of carThen to convenience storeWill we make it through the doorI hand you the coinsYou find packages. You pay.Now Recipe box practiceYour concentration sharpThe dry run now is readyFor tomorrow’s big dayArrival.On your own.In no time you workManeuver wooden doors Walker round the kitchen Fill muffin cups with careWatch the time of bakingAs birthday card you make.Chocolate smell now waftingDraws panhandler pleaYou focus on your FrostingIts Mulit-colored dots.Tenderly now tucked under protective foilYou balance cakes upon your lap Unswerving, wheel away.I dreamt that night about youIn wonderous weighted air I received your next day story Told with breathless pride, ofCupcakes shared with loved onesBiggest smile I’ve ever seen.
Ahh, the rewards. I love this, brings us in everyone's world.
Wonderful Jeanne! These are fantastic!
Avoidance subspecialty: not using the phone in Ashberryian haiku lines One night the friends came, she and they wanted pizza; how to order it?I’m strange I explain, I hate speaking on the phone — where are the bodies?Us too the friends say; not to talk to anyone for business is bliss.My daughter nodded. It’s well known that phoners suck. Inferior types. We use our machines; google reveals miracles. Z pizza online!A dream’s fulfillment in front of 3 witnesses: delivery sans phone.
Taking notes Stephanie
Ha! I love that too!
Dear diary, The Marines came into the store today. They didn't give us any warning, just pulled up with several large military trucks and marched in. My manager called me, freaking out, "OMG, TOYS FOR TOTS IS HERE!" Pffffft!! Stand aside rookie, I got this.I met the sergeant in charge at the front door. He explained to me his budget and needs. 15-20 thousand dollars. I nearly fainted.Anyhoo, I paired the Marines up with associates and we all got busy emptying the toy department (yay! My department!), sporting goods, electronics and the giftsets in cosmetics. It took 4 hours, 3 registers, and a ton of drooling female asscociates to bring it all together. My sales are gonna be awesome! Best part is, the Marines had such a positive experience, they said they would be back next year. SWEET! I guessit is the most wonderful time of the year after all.
Great! Well done!