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Haikus written to the sound of the dishwasher’s last run of the day

12 Jun

Cat’s ears turn, tail flicks
Paw stretches, bats a wrapper
Big eyes watch, and wait

(More: Cat’s Ears)

Why do you look, smile,
only when my head is turned?
Eyes flick across, miss.

 

Empty kitchen, clean,
except the crumbs of sweet bread
and your last cup of warm tea

 

I watch for you, still.
Though your heart is forgetting,
mine will never heal.

 

You hold out your hand,
Tilt to see the creases there
Age, dismissed, returns.

 

Pacific Ocean
Stretching always undersea
Igneous yoga

 

 
5 Comments

Posted by on June 12, 2015 in Arts, Poetry and Music

 

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5 responses to “Haikus written to the sound of the dishwasher’s last run of the day

  1. jdawgsrunningblog

    June 14, 2015 at 7:09 am

    Double dare you to footnote each of these missives with 100 to 200 words expository and hallucinatory riffs.

     
    • toesinthedirt

      July 26, 2015 at 10:15 am

      Scary—the hallucinations could be too personal. I liked the haiku format because it shorthands all that and lets anyone make their own mental riffs. I will make an attempt on paper, though.

       
  2. susanissima

    June 20, 2015 at 10:13 pm

    You have more than one load per day? Dang! And yet, you used the moment writing darling haikus that seem to love being together. Bravo!

     
    • toesinthedirt

      June 20, 2015 at 10:29 pm

      Two on average, yeah. I love that machine.

       
  3. toesinthedirt

    July 26, 2015 at 10:02 am

    Actually, these days it’s three.

     

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