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November 18, 2004

dagosan’s scrapbook – 2004 pt. 2

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 5:42 pm


– below are haiku and senryu written by “dagosan”, this weblog’s Editor, David A. Giacalone. most have been on the Home Page, some are outtakes and rewrites. each is a work in progress. i hope they show improvement over time and encourage others to try writing haiku –


– click here for dagosan’s archive index







snow turns to rain –


our Buddha’s visit


cut short


[Dec. 31, 2004]







just enough snow


for a Buddha —


too much snow



[Dec. 31, 2004]







new snowman —
hatless
scarecrow
[Dec. 30, 2004]







children awash


in christmas gifts —


tsunami on tv





[Dec. 28, 2004]





coins inside the walnuts –


great-grandchildren


cracking a smile





[Dec. 27, 2004, for Grandpa Bart]






cross words over turkey


over parenting–


the Yule log burns



[Dec. 26, 2004]








a sleigh-shaped cloud


floats by –


Christmas morning blue sky


[Dec. 25, 2004]









Nana serves


Grandma’s recipes —


Christmas Eve calamari


[Dec. 24, 2004]










it’s about


the journey —


not today!


[Dec. 23, 2004]





two-hour backup —


just past the accident,


Christmas Eve rainbow





wrapping and


packing–


she pastes on a smile



[Dec. 22, 2004]







of course,


it’s coming back —


solstice clouds hide the sun




[Dec. 21, 2004]












married a decade


she hides


the mistletoe







married a decade


he buys


new mistletoe


[Dec. 20, 2004]





rattled


by the parking space stalker


— season’s greetings!


[Dec. 19, 2004]






wind chill zero —


outside the high school


not one jacket zipped



[Dec. 18, 2004]




3 am nature call–


the loud drip


of icicles


[Dec. 17, 2004]







her migraine


lingers –


nine (shopping) days ’til Christmas


[Dec. 16, 2004]








fogged window –


too cold


meets too hot


[Dec. 15, 2004]














winter wind


rattles the windows –


the fridge hums louder



[Dec. 14, 2004]








birthday phone call –


your triple bypass


trumps my bad knee



[Dec. 13, 2004]







waiting room –
the masked man
brings his own magazine
[Dec. 11, 2004]







eyelid lightshow —


he hits the snooze button


one more time



[Dec. 10, 2004]












can’t put a name


to a very pretty face –



birthday gift


[Dec. 7, 2004]









snowstorm begins –


got coffee


no half ‘n’ half


[Dec. 6, 2004]








Sunday morning


omelet


for one






a single


mimosa


– hold the toast





Sunday evening


no shower


no shave



[Dec. 5, 2004]











two strawberry blondes


lean into the wind –


cattails lean with it


[Dec. 4, 2004]







snow falls


from a low gray sky –


she lifts the sauce pan lid


[Dec. 3, 2004]







a favorite tree


reflected in the river –



made me look again


[Dec. 2, 2004]






the river mirrors


the busy bridge –


one duck races the cars


[Dec. 1, 2004]




under nana’s afghan –
dreaming homemade
bread and meatballs
[Nov 30, 2004]





a mostly-cloudy sampler


of blues, grays and whites



— driving alone


[Nov 29, 2004]




finally touching
her face –  “are your fingers
always this cold?”
[Nov. 28, 2004]



the shower massage


finds her navel –


Buddha smile


[Nov 23, 2004]












rainy night drive —


squinting at glare


with dad’s eyes


[Nov 21, 2004]








clogged drain–


300-pound plumber


under the sink



[Nov.20, 2004]







sharing her flu –


the coffee


is bitter, too


[Nov. 19, 2004]






garbage can overflows —


skinny squirrel ignores


man and river


[Nov. 17, 2004]









sitting to meditate-


toilet and nose


start to run



[Nov. 15, 2004]









waving from the river bank


waving back


cattails


[Nov. 13, 2004]







first snowfall


no one knows how to drive


‘cept I


[Nov.12, 2004]






handful of pawns
protect the king –
Veterans Day
[Nov.11, 2004




even lovelier


naked


backyard elm




[Nov. 10, 2004]




almost sunset –


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