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    haikupoet.com
    the haiku blog of paul david mena

    Friday, September 30, 2005

    last day of September —
    a baseball bat
    next to the wood pile

     

    Thursday, September 29, 2005

    overcast —
    knowing these crows
    are talking about me

     

    Wednesday, September 28, 2005

    morning chill —
    the steamy breath
    of my fellow commuters

     

    Tuesday, September 27, 2005

    late September —
    a baseball helmet
    filled with rain

     

    Monday, September 26, 2005

    writer’s block —
    feeling every swing
    of the axe

     

    Sunday, September 25, 2005

    a perfect fall day
    ruined
    by yard work

     

    Friday, September 23, 2005

    gibbous moon —
    the dog sees something
    I don’t

     

    Thursday, September 22, 2005

    restless sleep —
    a storm strengthens
    in the gulf

     

    Wednesday, September 21, 2005

    Yawkey station —
    the drunk no one wants to sit next to
    is me

     

    Monday, September 19, 2005

    fall begins —
    a stale dog biscuit
    in my jacket pocket

     

    Saturday, September 17, 2005

    September storm —
    a pair of sneakers
    dangling from a wire

     

    Thursday, September 15, 2005

    September —
    a cloud of gnats
    at the bus stop

     

    Wednesday, September 14, 2005

    crowded train —
    one more stranger
    between us

     

    Tuesday, September 13, 2005

    end of summer —
    a bouquet of roses
    on the subway platform

     

    Monday, September 12, 2005



    crafts fair —
    buy two gods
    get one free

     

    Friday, September 09, 2005

    end of summer —
    the dog’s paw prints
    on the picnic table

     

    Thursday, September 08, 2005

    crowded train —
    searching for the source
    of whiskey breath

     

    Tuesday, September 06, 2005

    moonrise —
    the glow of crosses
    in an old cemetery

     

    Friday, September 02, 2005

    end of summer —
    the flashing lights
    of a State Trooper

     

    Thursday, September 01, 2005



    backyard wedding —
    a child’s balloons
    float away

     



    dark and silent —
    a blues
    bigger than New Orleans