Wednesday, December 5, 2007 Haiku #43 — 7 months ago
Butter-slicked, her hand
Pauses to consider, then
Slams cutter through dough
Butter-slicked, her hand
Pauses to consider, then
Slams cutter through dough
Tilt of head, smile, but
So cautious! So cautious! So
Delicious to flirt
Wallet, emptied, a
Surprising catalyst of
Purchases returned
Jaw-drop, odd comment
Forgotten long ago, fresh
Humiliation
Abashed, they should be
The blurts and utterances
Anti-poetry
Stumbling with effort
At facile conversation
Party nymph, well-oiled
There is no drag like
The pursuit of happiness
Among pessimists
I think of Christmas
A party of sugarplums
Vin santo for one
A birthday of two
Cusp-born artists, together
They are night and day
I hear his dream yelp
Helpless, he is a tumult
Of paws, thumping tail