Thursday, May 10, 2012

haiku retrospective cccxlvii

My sons prefer to toss water wrapped in latex.

sudden rain --
a water balloon bursts
at his feet

It rained this morning, the remnants of a tropical storm in the Pacific. In my entire life, I don't think I've ever seen it rain in California in July. At first, I thought it was my neighbor's sprinkler, then I saw that it was watering my woodpile. Why, it was coming from the*sky*. Who woulda thunk?

worn work gloves --
the thunk-thunk-thunk of wet logs
hitting the woodpile

coffee break --
three stellers jays gossip
over the compost

21 July 2005

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