Saturday, July 28, 2012

A haiku a day...

Vendredi
I smell marigolds:
childhood garden scents condensed,
nostalgic perfume.

Samedi
Cicada tempo,
crazy insect jazz rythyms,
bedtime serenade.

Dimanche
Butterflies play chase,
spinning circles together
for an airborn kiss.

Lundi
Mushroom stroganoff:
too much wine in the sauce makes
for a boozy meal.

Mardi
Supermarket sweep,
miles of aisles, fill the basket,
then escape Carrefour

Mercredi
A balmy evening,
the nuns keep cool with icecream,
lick, pray, shiver, lick.

Jeudi
Lined up in the heat,
spontaneous siesta,
three peas in a pod. 

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