My Home Town (Haiku)

Look not at Paris
Not even New York City
Pictures won't do it.

Live in your city
Experience where you are
Life, not fantasy.

Finally (Haiku)

At the end of it
Memories are all we have
Woe when they are gone

The Ghost of Xmas Past (Haiku)

The company's gone

Echoes of good times ringing

In an empty house

Memories were made

Keeping us close together

Kentucky Christmas

My Birthday dinner

Lunch at the Magnolia

Picture with Sheri

Pandemonium

On Christmas in the morning

Boxes everywhere

Miraculously

Kids got along together

They're getting older

Next the tree comes down

Now the ghost of Xmas past

Shrouded in his sheet

To come up again

One more time at this year's end

Celebrating life

Bon repit!

The Familial Trap (Haiku)

The familiar
We wallow in the hollow
Always coming back

My Starting Point (Haiku)

It is that I'm not.
My thinking is, I should be.
Unreasonable?

The Grand Analogy (Haiku)

Reality-- be damned!

There's someone in the room

We don't speak to her

She's big

And she's ugly

We know she's here

We don't want to talk to her

We want her to leave but she won't

She doesn't say anything but we know

We ignore her

Talk all around her

Carefully, never referring

Always on the alert

She won't go away

She's here to stay

We're enured to her

But we don't feed her

Deal with her later

Ignore her at your peril

Reality be damned