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    haikupoet.com
    the haiku blog of paul david mena

    Sunday, November 25, 2007

    hunter’s moon —
    the dog’s eyes
    widen

     

    Friday, November 23, 2007

    Black Friday —
    an ambulance arrives
    at the Nursing Home

     

    Thursday, November 22, 2007

    quiet Thanksgiving —
    a cat crawls out
    of the dumpster

     

    Tuesday, November 20, 2007

    first snow —
    whose turn is it
    to walk the dog?

     

    Sunday, November 18, 2007

    too cold to snow
    she won’t return
    my call

     

    Saturday, November 17, 2007

    November wind —
    an uninvited guest
    rattles the shutters

     

    Friday, November 16, 2007

    hard frost —
    acorns at the foot
    of the old oak

     

    Monday, November 12, 2007

    Armistice Day —
    I rescue a moth
    from a spider web

     

    Sunday, November 11, 2007

    Veteran’s Day rain —
    an old man holds an umbrella
    above the monument

    (an “oldie” from November 1998)

     

    Friday, November 09, 2007

    last day on the job —
    frost on both sides
    of the windshield

     

    Tuesday, November 06, 2007

    late train —
    a billboard asks
    “Do you have insomnia?”

     

    Saturday, November 03, 2007

    November night —
    the steam rising
    from a dead cat

     

    Friday, November 02, 2007

    Day of the Dead —
    my son graduates
    from The Academy

     

    Thursday, November 01, 2007

    a trumpet plays Taps —
    my son the Marine informs me
    his Liberty is over