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Ours 13

That is yours, This mine
Residue of thirteen years
What happened to Ours?

2 Nov 2005. I guess this is the sequel to the Us/Tombstone haiku

My STARE

Birds flock to the sky
Pretty girls wearing wife-beaters
Startled by my stare

mid-Sept 2005, driving home from work – epl

The day I didn’t take my medication

i forgot my meds
can only think in haiku
concentration lost

some blurry day in 2005 – epl

Reflections on a new job,
in commemoration of the wait for supplies:

Nameplate remains blank
Proclaiming nothing of me
Name still on order

(Feb. 2000)

Dead Mayflies

Dead mayflies on deck
Swept into Old Man River
Campers still below

-Nostalgia for college job as tour guide on the USS Kidd, 14 Sept. 1998

I Want A Toy Robot For Christmas

slave mechanisms
doing the master’s bidding
vacuum tubes humming

shiny tin plating
pincers and hot antennae
windup feet scurry

-as the toy ads began, Oct ’97

Okra Haiku

fuzzy pods outside
Hibiscus Esculentus
slime and seeds inside

(my toes in the earth)
the sun on my neck
harvesting before mature,
green pods for gumbo

-early ’97 and Aug ’97

MORE TO COME… later.. Probably

more to come someday
but verse comes in flash visions
fragments of imagination

more to come, (continuing excuse, since 1997) – epl

Small children in winter
Fascinated by warm breath
Huddle watching steam

1996?

She Wanted this on our Tombstone

We stole each other’s hearts
And took each other’s freedom
But the holes are filled with Love

From early 1995, this used to be one of Michelle’s favorites. Obviously the sentiment was forgotten