Sunday, May 16, 2004

haiku for early Sunday morning in a small town

Sunday morning dawn
splotches of tranquility
dappling, dancing rays

silently she walks
the blind woman up the street
looking straight ahead

beckoning church bells
"onward Christian soldiers marching"
flip flops, heels, boots..trend

gasoline mowers
keeping up with the Joneses
too bad..I'm a Smith

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I thought even the Smiths in Indiana fired up their gasoline mowers at least every other day. But then what do I know? Unlike you neatnik midwesterners, I'm surrounded by weeds.