Tagged: summer

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Last Pieces of Summer

Short Poem   What are you doing!? Stop using your broom To brush the crunch away from my morning walk, To wipe away that crispy carpet. Don’t sweep up the last yellow pieces of...

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Pre-Smuggs Insomnia

Haibun Poetry   It’s a quarter to one in the morning. Cricket songs, and the ever-present drone of Thruway traffic, pass through our open bedroom windows. We’ll be on our way to Smuggler’s Notch...

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Dirty Photos

Poem   The night is hot and long summer! Talks and smokes, drinks to keep us cold all day long Smiles and laughter but my blood is blue What is life if not a...

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Seventh Annual Fun Run

Haibun Poem   Parents in T-shirts and shorts herd their hyperactive children to the starting line. We ignore the green-shirted volunteer speaking through a bullhorn. Other volunteers attempt to corral us to one-half of...

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A Deprivation

Haibun Poem   The sound of Screeching steel alongside our house. A hot July 3rd; we look up from our empty dinner plates on the deck table. The ventilation fan of our central air...

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You Were Born Of… – Part Two

Narrative Fiction   Well, by the end of the next year, all that Robert Burns, my boyfriend, my rebel stuff had ended. It had all backfired on me. But I’ll get to that later. It...