– for more see: the f/k/a Mother’s Day haiku collection –
Mother’s Daya bit of shellin the chowderpaul m from tug of the current & Modern Haiku 35:3mother-daughtersmall talksnap beansfor her motherbluetsroot and allMother’s Daythat first breath of airoutside the door,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, by John Stevenson from Quiet Enoughafter her deathcomposing rosesinstead of wordsfrom the sequence where the lily was (2003)Mom’s sunburnt back . . .first the youngest touches it,the the eldestRandy Brooks from School’s Out– special thanks, always, with love to Mama G.
May 7, 2005
a few haiku for mother’s day
sleepless and selfless
I smile at her
smiling at the baby
smiling
sleepless . . .
the baby’s age
in days
children’s ICU–
a tissue box beside
the pay phone
not dead roses
she corrects me
. . . dried
John Stevenson from Some of the Silence
(Red Moon Press,1999)
“#1mom” potluck
No Punditry Today: Finally got my priorities straight — I’m heading to
Rochester, NY, to see Mama G. (catch her here in 1950 with Your Editor
and that other kid who also wanted her attention).
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those Frenchies sue him everywhere
“I’ve written a poem.”
“Who sir? You sir?”
“Yes sir, me sir.”
“No, sir!”
“Yes sir. Listen.”
The Scarlet Googernel,
by Sir Adwords Sinkme
They search him here, they search him there,
Those Frenchies search him everywhere.
Is he confusing or is he just swell?
That omnipresent Googernel
– with apologies to Baroness Orczy Emmuska and The Scarlet Pimpernel –
– original verse here –
Inspired by our favorite weblawg Mama
and those strongwilled French courts.
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