ANNIVERSARY POEM
for Jan. 28, 2009, 48 years married
the first meeting
in a room filled with chatter
there is but one sound;
your voice alone reaches my ear
long after we say goodnight
World Haiku Review, Dec. 2004
Haibun
A Night Alone It is a rain pinging, downspout gurgling, wind gusting, pines shushing, leaves swishing night. It is a game after game o...
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