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    haikupoet.com
    the haiku blog of paul david mena

    Saturday, December 31, 2005

    New Year’s Eve traffic —
    the sign says
    “seek alternate route”

     

    Friday, December 30, 2005

    last day of the year —
    a dog pees
    on what’s left of a snowman

     

    Thursday, December 29, 2005

    taking the elevator
    to the thirteenth floor —
    a faint scent of jasmine

     

    Wednesday, December 28, 2005

    smouldering —
    the lipstick on her cigarette
    drop-dead red

     

    Tuesday, December 27, 2005

    day after Christmas —
    a metal basket filled
    with rejected toys

     

    Monday, December 26, 2005

    Christmas rain —
    an unopened gift
    under the tree

     

    Sunday, December 25, 2005



    Christmas morning —
    how soon can we play
    in the fresh snow?

     

    Saturday, December 24, 2005

    Christmas Eve —
    Santa breaks
    for a cigarette

     

    Friday, December 23, 2005

    snowmelt —
    a last-minute list
    of gift ideas

     

    Thursday, December 22, 2005

    first day of winter —
    I explain to my mother
    that “wicked” means “good”

     

    Wednesday, December 21, 2005

    solstice —
    my teenaged son
    turns twenty

     

    Tuesday, December 20, 2005

    gibbous moon —
    the dog’s eyes
    widen

     

    Monday, December 19, 2005

    home for the holidays —
    my son’s duffle bag filled
    with dirty laundry

     

    Sunday, December 18, 2005

    freezing rain —
    I microwave my coffee
    a second time

     

    Friday, December 16, 2005

    full moon —
    the little boy thinks
    I’m walking a wolf

     

    Thursday, December 15, 2005

    december snowmelt —
    my daughter moves
    back in with us

     

    Wednesday, December 14, 2005

    single-digit temperatures —
    a distant car alarm

     

    Tuesday, December 13, 2005

    walking the dog
    on a cold winter night
    I remember all my sins

     

    winter sunrise —
    the shuffle
    of the conductor’s feet

     

    Monday, December 12, 2005

    black ice —
    a nightmare
    minutes before the alarm

     

    Sunday, December 11, 2005

    winter moon —
    a hawk’s nest
    in the old oak

     

    Saturday, December 10, 2005

    ice dam —
    a Christmas card from someone
    I don’t know

     

    after the storm —
    the warmth
    of a half-empty beer bottle

     

    Friday, December 09, 2005

    waiting room —
    the crossword puzzle
    all filled in

     

    Thursday, December 08, 2005

    cold snap —
    steam rises
    from a manhole cover

     

    Wednesday, December 07, 2005

    Christmas shopping —
    a giant snowflake
    above the sausage vendor

     

    Tuesday, December 06, 2005

    who says I lack
    the holiday spirit?
    I open a Christmas ale

     

    Monday, December 05, 2005

    snow in the forecast —
    a racoon crosses
    a busy highway

     

    Sunday, December 04, 2005

    deepening snow —
    my mother struggles to remember
    the names of my children

     

    Saturday, December 03, 2005

    winter dog walk —
    wondering what she sees
    behind the shadows

     

    Friday, December 02, 2005

    away on business —
    I sleep
    on her side of the bed

    away on business —
    my daughter’s toy hair dryer
    in my garment bag