Tag Archives: humor

Haiku–Einstein’s Moderation

A little knowledge is just as dangerous as too much knowledge. (top: playbuzz.com; bottom moco-choco.com) 

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Haiku–The Full Robin

Impossibly fat, Robin waves her tail at me. Full of eggs, methinks. (robin: wallpaperest.com; eggs: flickr.com)

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Haiku–Bright Tracks

Walking tracks, bright sun, cold bites around the edges: a day with promise.

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Tanka–Who Was I?

A rainy morning: I wonder who I might be; the windows are streaked. Trees await my scrutiny; is it windier out there?   (top: situation-kunst.de; bottom: controlyourcash.com)

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Haiku–Moss

Moss spreads through my lawn. It’s green and soft: no mowing. What is wrong with moss?   (top: hdwallpapersfactory.com; bottom: mountainmoss.com)

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Haiku–Punk Bird

Steller’s jay squawking: the bird with a punk haircut lets me know he’s there.   (top: en.wikipedia.org; bottom: blogs.evergreen.edu)

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Haiku–Red Squirrel

Little red squirrel, dainty, but talking loud trash to the dog below.   (squirrel: mirror.co.uk; dog: flickr.com)

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Little Mind

My little mind seeks its way among large things in a vastness it cannot comprehend. I am glad it keeps going, past questions without answers, being stubborn that way, in blind faith, on some kind of mission, believing there is … Continue reading

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Haiku–Loosely, In the Sky with Diamonds

The sun lights the birds: tight formation diamonds; Loosely, in the sky. (lovely bushtit: cindymcIntyre.wordpress.com)

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In The Telling

My story moves around who’s doing the telling; who’s listening also forms the shape of it. I don’t much care as long as it’s all about me. In the dark, when I cannot see the ceiling, it’s not all about … Continue reading

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