Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:
And so it begins;
the cold month that ends each year.
Be mild, December.
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Silhouetted sunsets;
barren trees plead for fruit on
snowy coastal dunes.
(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo.)
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What do small boys think
when they play at being men?
“Hope mom made my lunch …”
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The snow on the fence,
looks like the mashed potatoes
on my dinner plate.
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Triptych Access-a-Ride #1 – Brooklyn Bridge
The world passes by.
I look out my window and
imagine stories.
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Triptych Access-a-Ride #2 – Lower West Side Manhattan
I so look forward
to viewing each sunset from
the West Side Highway
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Almost unnoticed
amidst the tangled branches;
a limp ‘Old Glory’.
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What we wouldn’t give
to know what lies ahead; To
see the big picture.
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A rainy eve’ning
riding up First Avenue;
the U.N. floats by.
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Shadows of the trees
play upon the outer walls
pretending they’re fierce.
( Corfu Lights and Shadows (1909) by John Singer Sargent )
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Here’s my guess as to
what poor Sandy’s thinking; “Help!
I’m in ‘Groundhog Day!'”
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I dream of sane things,
Wake and deal with illusions.
Something is mixed up.
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Little matchstick doll
kept in a child’s pocket
may yet light things up.
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Boy Scouts camping out,
Lovers caught in passion’s throes,
Neither needs matches.
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Brick through my window,
a cat on a hot tin roof,
Life in Tennessee.
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No one at the door,
alone for the holidays
lots of left-overs.
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Do not turn that knob,
or fiddle with the settings,
I LIKE it this way!
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Though I meander
through lush fields and forests, I
will find my way home.
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A dagger as sharp
as a lover’s rebuke has
not, as yet, been made.
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Wishing for Santa.
Feeling disappointed … again.
Wishing for Santa.
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On a cold, clear morn,
a church in the distance is
framed by the bare trees.
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Happiness is not
a station you arrive at,
it’s the train you’re on.
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Winter reminder-ku:
Though snow has fallen,
remember, it has fallen
but it can’t get up.
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What-the-bird-at-the-racetrack-is-thinking-ku:
The two legged things
sit on the four legged things
then run in circles?!
(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)
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Quietly, she drifts
wasting Summer afternoons
waiting and hoping
“Ostende” by British landscape painter J.M.W. Turner (1844)
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Xmas Swing – One of my musical faves … Duke Ellington’s version of The Nutcracker Suite. This is just the overture … You can find each cut of this album posted separately on Youtube … it’s well worth the listen.
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And finally … Of all the lines I have ever written, it seems to me that the one that is the most often repeated is one that I came up with many years ago for the SAA: “AS is more common than Multiple Sclerosis (MS), Cystic Fibrosis (CF) and Lou Gehrig’s disease (ALS) combined … ” I’ve seen that line used in videos and in publicity material and all over social media when people try to explain AS and how it’s not really a rare disease at all. Here’s a new video that the SAA just released that includes the line.
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