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June 22, 2016

For the Love of Summer

Love keeps no record of wrongs To me summer means love with its hot sunny days and plants blooming everywhere Do you suppose summer keeps a record of winter’s wrongs its harsh cold blizzard blasts freezing rains and icy winds Does summer hold a grudge...

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June 20, 2016

Harenochiame – 晴後雨 はれのちあめ

An outdoor June wedding in the Pacific Northwest is always a crap shoot. You pick a date and hope the weather cooperates, or else don’t care whether it does or not. If a little rain (or an impending thunder storm) is going to ruin your...

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June 14, 2016

An Angel’s Life

I’ve had a blessed life though I didn’t always think it would be so My first memory is praying for the frantic Christmas shoppers at Costco, standing high on a shelf It felt weird to look down on the carts filled with unnecessary things while...

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June 14, 2016

Train of Thought

Shortness of breath reminds me of the stench of Old Golds wafting to upper bunk as ash spills from glowing red tip into ash tray beside their bed reminds me of camping at Oak Grove Campground hiking the loops with Cinder short of breath ————-...

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June 13, 2016

Triggers, Triggers Everywhere

Tears spilled from my eyes Gushed, really quite uncontrollably Anger the apparent trigger He wouldn’t listen Then I realize the real trigger This series of events: Writing of Dad’s death Hearing of Aunt Dot’s passing Trying to save a few bucks on airline tickets ______________________________________________...

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June 6, 2016

All Good Vacations Must End

It’s Haibun Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and Toni is calling for a haibun about everyday things with a true haiku at the end. I did my best. We’ll see what she thinks. This haibun is looking forward to later in the summer when I’ll...

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May 16, 2016

Envious

I’m green with envy Hearing you complain About having to care for Your aging father It’s such a burden you say What I wouldn’t give To be planning my daddy’s 95th birthday party today But there’s no party No celebration Only wishing him near __________________________________ The...

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May 9, 2016

Blooming Season

I couldn’t have asked for a better way to spend Mother’s Day than walking with my son among 600 or more varieties of iris, along with the many “companion” plants—oriental poppies, fringe trees, lupine, and more. The weather is perfect. The sun comes out enough to...

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May 6, 2016

The Book of Life

I am not frightened by the sight of an ugly deformed fallen angel hovering in my room. I’m writing of his presence because his fleeing in the name of Jesus is evidence of a name, my name, being written in a book— the Lamb’s Book of Life everlasting...

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