haiku: Happy PI day! 3.14

It's a wonderful

day for Pi! March fourteenth. I

remembered to bake!

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

I place my morning

spoon in the spoon rest with yours.

The cup warms my hands.

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haiku

Quite literally

howling at my back door, Wind

keeps me company.

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Sun bakes bare roadside

trees so toxic even the

kudzu won't touch them.

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A robin, singing

between storms, shelters beneath

the broad maple leaves.

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I listen to the

wind wooing my windows and

hope they won't sucumb.


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haiku (for Max - Rest in peace.)

Our cat has left us

along with Summer's warmth, but

we must carry on.

Photo by: Osquer - April 4, 2009

www.oneword.com - one word, so little time [certain]

I was certain that the cat was dead, but I was afraid to pet him one last time. Part of me thought if I touched him he would move. I don't know why that frightened me because it would have meant that he was alive. I will miss him. He welcomed me into this home with love and enthusiastic affection. I petted him goodbye for that.

haiku

I feel encased in

the winter ice. The cold has

seeped into my bones.

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haiku

The threat of weather

keeps me indoors, but fails to

materialize.

Photo by: Osquer - Nov. 27, 2008

www.oneword.com - one word, so little time [hover]

I tried not to hover over his shoulder as I remembered how much that annoyed me when people did it to me, but I was fascinated by the skill of his hands as he manipulated the tiny wires, disks and crystals in the model. "If I can just figure out the dimensions, I can get the entire space/time continuum up and running again."

haiku (for Jay)

I enjoy the crunch

of leaves underfoot, knowing

they'll be raked up soon.

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Helicopter seed

lands on the windowsill while

I make myself lunch.

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Pittsburgh 250 Photosynth

Photos by: Osquer and Jay

haiku (for Jay)

Sunset slices through

preoccupation, and I

hurry home to you.

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haiku

A pigeon's toilet

shows little respect for the

king of the forest.

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Butterflies and I

like oregano blooms for

different reasons.

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haiku (with a nod to Billy Crystal)

Green tomatoes hang

in the sultry air. I slice

zucchini to grill.

Photos by: Osquer
Grilling by: Jay

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Late blooming Black-Eyed-

Susans wink shyly from their

shadowy corner.

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A large bumble-bee

rests from her long day's labors.

I leave her alone.

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