Mulling it over,
Mother wishes you many
More-to-come birthdays…
(for Carol, August 28, 2016)
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Haiku for the Day
Balance of Nature:
Grant the giraffe a gunning
for big game hunters.
Day 28, NaPoWriMo
(iron worker atop the Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco)
Golden, magic bridge:
your artisans so wondrous
filling up the sky
A bridge is a powerful metaphor. Your poem could be about a real bridge or an imaginary or ideal bridge. It could be one you cross every day, or one that simply seems to stand for something larger – for the idea of connection or distance, for the idea of movement and travel and new horizons.
On Money
Park Place: hallowed halls.
Monopoly taught me wealth
a roll-of-the-dice.
And when life’s game is over
someone picks up the pieces.
