I saw you online
I typed as fast as I could
gone, before I send
Friday, August 29, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
fun with summer weather
Hot brain does not work
Finally it's much cooler
Down in the basement
submitted by: DeeDee
Finally it's much cooler
Down in the basement
submitted by: DeeDee
Friday, August 15, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
haiku 13 ~ help i'm lost
will you please help me?
i seem to have lost my way.
it's right here somewhere.
i seem to have lost my way.
it's right here somewhere.
Friday, August 8, 2008
haiku 12 ~ all we are is dust in the wind
dirt in wind is dust.
dust in the wind makes me sing.
that is all we are.
dust in the wind makes me sing.
that is all we are.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
haiku 11 ~ the beach is a good thing
warm sandy beaches.
salty air cleanses my soul.
how i love it here!
salty air cleanses my soul.
how i love it here!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
haiku 10 ~ ode to your 9th life
poor little kitty,
that must have been number nine.
now you rest in peace.
that must have been number nine.
now you rest in peace.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
haiku 7 ~ haiku for rain
air, oh so dirty.
makes it hard to breathe and see.
please, rain, we need you.
makes it hard to breathe and see.
please, rain, we need you.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
haiku 4 ~ rules of haiku
when you speak haiku.
first use five, then use seven
then use five again
syllables
first use five, then use seven
then use five again
syllables
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
haiku 3 ~ cloud and fog the same
cloud on ground is fog.
fog in the sky is a cloud.
high or low, the same.
this haiku has been memorialized in the Glass Museum in Tacoma Washington by the co-writer. It now exists on a scroll of haikus submitted by museum visitors.
fog in the sky is a cloud.
high or low, the same.
this haiku has been memorialized in the Glass Museum in Tacoma Washington by the co-writer. It now exists on a scroll of haikus submitted by museum visitors.
haiku 1 ~ one shoe in the road

I have this curiosity about how a single show winds up in the middle of the road in the most random of places. I can't help but wonder how it came to be there. I've shared this with several friends and have asked what they thought. Funny, the theories people have when they consider the question.
One of my friends said..."Maybe it happens when two people in a car are arguing, and one of them pulls of their shoe to whap the other one with, and in the scuffle, it fell out of the window."
WHAT??? Do people really take off their shoes to hit somebody else with?
I'm still puzzled and entertained with the thoughts about how these lone shoes made it there. I wrote a haiku about it, it's one of my favorites. This is why it is ~ haiku 1
dear shoe in the road,
how the hell did you get there?
i often wonder.
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