I: 003 [reflections from a gene pool]
home for Christmas -three old bladders
and one bathroom
reprise:
dad's armchair --
hindsight
is 20/40
mom's arthritis
acting up again --
I take two Advil
that little grunt
dad always made --
putting on my socks
"that little grunt" - Frogpond -- XXVIII: 3 (2005)
"mom's arthritis" - Roadrunner Haiku Journal V:4 (Nov. 2005)
3 Comments:
david,
good work.
ed
first date
i lift her toilet seat
i put down her toilet seat
the air filled with
dogwood blossms...
first kiss
thanks for sharing your goodies, ed.
your first poem reminds me of this oldie:
toilet seat up --
the bedroom
suddenly chilly
"that little grunt" . . . too funny, so true! . . . to use a cliche "i resemble that remark."
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