“A Dry Spell Breaks”

(May 5, 2018)


Had I stayed to play

haiku games this noon I’d swim

home* in blessed rain!


  • (Uphill, emulating salmon out practice-spawn-swimming.  The ruination of many a good beach-sandal, hitting the curbing as I leap to the next rapids.  Besides, I have a nice newly broiled half-salmon just begging to flake for me in the fridge wondering if I am out dating a perfectly shaved butt of beef tenderloin kissing both sides of a baguette sauced ever-so-shrewdly by parsley-garlic-butter, Kosher salt and freshly ground melange of three peppers.  So what if the potato chips spoil the ambiance! The Mateus Rose complaineth not!)

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