II: 151
I've been too busy revamping
f/k/a to get around to new
poetry today.
Also, I'll be on the road tomorrow, but hope to be back on
schedule in a day or two.
Thanks for stopping by and please come on back.
full tummies
and empty bladders --
soon, vice-versa
dagosan from simply senryu
II: 150
midnight fire alarm --
stumbling toward
the wedding album
II: 149
a warm tongue
on my thigh --
her dog's sad eyes
II: 148
H-H-&-H --the weatherman reprises
last year's graphic
the neighbor's car
in my shaded space --
temperatures rise
II: 147
three geese
at the river bank
three mosquitos on my arm
II: 146
the old protestor
sheds a tear --
vietnam memorial
II: 145
blustery
end of May --
last tulip standing
II: 144
Memorial Day --
choosing fireflies
over fireworks
II: 143
sweet corn bin --
the attractive stranger
examines each cob
II: 142
park gazebo
all to myself --
too chilly for the old folk
II: 141
- two more from the 2005/II collection -pop-fly
kisses the moon --
heading to second
parked on the shoulder
in a driving rain --
our flashers dim
II: 140
After much procrastination, a collection of
dagosan's
poetry from the second half of 2005 can now be found at
f/k/a:
david giacalone: haiku & senryu (2005/II).
Here are two I forgot I had written:
sudden downpour
wet t-shirts
show much too much
fireworks -
one dog whimpers,
one howls
caution: Dagosan Overdose potential is rather high,
as there are more than a gross of haiku and senryu.
The foolhardy can find even more in the
(2004) and (2005/I) collections.
II: 139
sweet corn, then squash
then bananas --
I'm not stalking you
II: 138
two other
hearts beating --
the twin wonders where they went
-- today, at simply senryu, dagosan posted a selection
featuring Winter & Spring Holidays and Obervances --
II: 137
lilacs
next to trashcans --
the scent of each
II: 136
swollen river --
sewers overflow
with soggy haiku
II: 135
eighth day of rain --
dandelion clocks
taller than the tulips
II: 134
chilly rain --
a mid-May bouquet
of cotton sweaters
II: 133
Mother's Day --
admiring lilacs
just past their peak
– The Heron’s Nest (VIII: 4, December 2006) -
II: 132
serving her kids
a Mother's Day feast --
one tear for Grandma
II: 131
night rain --
on my roof
and
Issa's
II: 130
rubbernecking
the sunset sky --
a tailgater honks
II: 129
fading lilacs --
bulked-up
bumblebees
II: 128
late arrival --
one fat tomcat
in my sunset chair
II: 127
trespassers --
three pink tulips
in an unkempt yard
II: 126
chilly 5th of May --
enchiladas and
serapes
II: 125
twilight stroll --
the girl with the pit bull
steers clear of me
II: 124
a flower,
not a dragonfly --
her small, chalky finger wags
II: 123
sculpting
cloud peaksfrom shampoo suds --
crooked fingers
II: 122
first day in short pants --
skinnny white legs
go window shopping
II: 121
sunset through cattails --
standing alone where we
often stood