Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:
“That’s me with Santa”…
“Why are you on a horse and
not on a reindeer?”
Grandma paused and then whispered,
“Dear, no-one sits on Rudolph.”
(My mom with Santa … circa 1927)
bulge my mailbox, addressed to
Sure I felt silly,
but I said to myself, “At least
I’m still in Show Biz!”
( I’m the hungry-looking one on the right. )
You can dress it up,
but a deuce and a quarter
ain’t no Cadillac.
(Levon Helm and Keith Richards … Two of my faves)
This, in essence, was
the plan our moms had for us;
wear us out, we’d sleep.
The writer just smiled;
he knew thoughts were fleeting, but
wet ink would soon dry.
My Sis with Santa;
.Like little Natalie Wood,
she seemed … skeptical.
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