I recall bits about growing up. Some small things that may have been an altering course on my permanent development, like, my parents always told me that my birthday was on April First. Oh, I waited anxiously every year for

I’ve been writing Morning Pages since reading the Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron. I have a filled several of these books. I get about two months’ worth in one notebook. 

Cereal Killer 

Decomposition 
Dark, where I hide the bodies 
From

Kari went to market. 
I stayed home. 
The kid ate all of the roast beef, 
And the poor dog had none. 
and I have no clue what those cats are trying to do. 

This Little Cat 

Meow, meow. Shhh.  
Hey,

Smokey Bear  (not Smoky Bare or Smokey the Bare Bear..)

Smokey. Smokey Bear. 
Not Smokey “the” Bear, it’s just 
Smokey Bear. That’s all. 

Peace, Y’all

Austin, Atlanta, Asheville. Athens… Favorite Cities beginning with “A,” please Alex. 

Downtown 

Downtown! Sirens’ call. 
Neon hues, synthesized Sun 
Bad Atlanta ‘tude 

Peace, Y’all!

I saw this last year while at a conference in Chattanooga, TN, May of 2019. At the time, I posted the picture and captioned it with something mildly humorous. Seriously, this is not the Underground Railroad of American History, but

Ya got a Poetic License, ya might well use it sometime. 

Rain Bows 

T-shirts and dyeing 
Knotted, and flying, sunshined 
Bows of painted rain. ❤ 

Peace, Y’all

Friends, we are losing our heroes.

John Lewis (d)July 17th 2020

Alone, beside few, 
Linked, among many and more,      
Let’s “Make Good Trouble” 

Peace, Y’all!

I wonder where worn-out words work? 
Wal~Mart? “Y’aalll waanna buuggie? 

Worn Words 

Words, recycled used 
Worn-out so tired from abuse 
Wait for rest, too long. 

Peace, Y’all’all <3

Broke 

Morning, wonderings.  
Monday. The weekend, girlfriend 
And my money, gone.  

Be well, Y'all.

An Alibi 

To say that I was 
Nowhere near, somewhere they say, 
I shot that man. Ooops! 

Be well, Y’all!

Only 160 shopping days until Christmas. 

Xmas 

Christ back in Christmas.  
I have the “X” over here.  
X! Did you see that? 

Peace, Y'all <3

Yester Days and Years 

My days from last year, 
Around here, Somewhere. Good? Bad? 
Damn. I want them back!

Peace, Y'all! <3

I'm having issues with myself . -  Cara Beth

How can I claim the 
Thoughts in my brain? Voices say, 
“They belong to me.”

I used this haiku as a caption for a photograph May 12, 2020. It’s better here. 

Words. 

Words, when left alone, 
Tend to congregate and rhyme, 
left unsupervised. 

Peace, Y’all

Sometimes, these things will just write themselves.

No Outlet 

Sign says, "No Outlet."
"No turn around past this point"
What do we do now?

Peace, Y'all
 

Photo by Janice Schilling

A horse named Hoss and a haiku named for a horse named Hoss. Here's the da6d Daily

Hoss

I'll get that Old Hoss
Over here, under myself
And, giddy up go!

Be well, Y'all!

Holy Cow! From the barnyard behind the barn comes a haiku, just for you! The da6d Daily.

When the Cows Come Home

All of the cows died. 
Such a sad day on the farm.
But we all ate well.

Be

Damn Skippy! Here's a haiku from the kitchen.

Peanut butter and, 
Toasted wheat bread, jelly and 
A friend, to share with. 

Peace, Y’all.

My Side of the Fence

Grass grew yesterday.
I sat and I watched it grow.
Today, I'm busy.

Peace, Y'all!

It's late. That's the title, not that I am late posting it. da6d Daily

Why aren't I in bed?
Why aren't I snoring loudly?
Will the Sandman come?

Peace, Y'all,
da6d
 

Beep, beep! Here we are again. Hit me with a haiku.

Acme, help me please,

A coyote with few needs.

A rocket pack, eh?

Be well, Y'all.

Where do baby Whos come from? Nobody's loosing sleep over this, are you?

Oh, my little Who,

Only Horton can hear you.

One nice Who, I'm told.

Let's get this right. It's our last chance. Today's Haiku

I was always here. 

Today, I was heard. George Floyd. 

Say 

my 

name. 

Louder! 

These haiku are hardly ever easy, This one chiseled that one in stone.

Miss?

Sometime in between,

For never more, until now,

Did you miss me then?