What a journey this month has been! Thirty days of poetry! Thirty haiku and thirty haibun, and all delivered on time! Thank you all for sharing this journey of poetry with me. I will take a well earned rest for a time. Come back soon for further adventures!

Cool air. An overcast sky. Frankie rinses out the coffee part, reciting some reference over which he giggles. The dishwasher he loaded and started hums and gurgles. Sunday morning. Our sole worry: how to enjoy this day together. We should have such problems. retriever’s bark Frankie’s insistence that I put on shoes

A left-handed back rub. Up and down the spine, neck to tailbone, tailbone to neck. Appreciative moans. A clasped right hand. A kiss stirring sheets sudden rainfall

No, you won’t see the intimacies. I won’t confess how I cower in fear when I dwell in the cross’ shadow. No, you won’t know about the near-fight. You won’t see me plunge through a hallway filled ten-deep with high-schoolers to reach the combatants. Or how I witness a lone security aid block one would-be fighter from another.…

#Haibun #Poem: Mom, Incapacitated – Haibun – Image Curve http://www.imagecurve.com/mom-incapacitated-haibun-poem/

The Wii-U’s remote freezes. Episode 3 of Downton Abbey on Amazon Prime remains on the screen. I grumble as I power-down the remote. Even the presence (finally) of the Expanse season two finale on Syfy-on-demand doesn’t satisfy. Or appease. night rain sleeping in an extra half-hour

Another Eagle Scout Court of Honor. The troop marches in rank behind the color guard. We stand for their procession. We remain standing for the pledge of allegiance and their recitation of the scout oath and law. The ceremony proceeds. Adult leaders proclaim the five responsibilities of the Eagle Scout, and the charge to the “marked…

How can anyone not see the origin of Angry Birds? All that’s missing is the catapults. The dogs anticipate our aggrieved, avian friends. The rabbits prefigure their familiar, detestable swine. Delightful. And yet, we have known since Medieval times. The crown dog watches the pups storm the tower from the safety of his royal tent. They will whimper…