PACE Global Haiku • July 2006
Dr. Randy Brooks
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John
John Tennyson

haiku

by
John Tennyson

 

hot summer night—
riding through the fireflies
by the pale moonlight

the whistle blows
loud
like a tornado siren

a hint of sprinkles
over hollies and Santa’s
the cookie cutters shape

  

down to the pool
up the ladder
off into the woods

fluffy white sand
under my feet
cool tide rising

  

been gone so long
can’t remember
how I got here to begin

wish things were better
can only hope
still have my health

  

© 2006, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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