washwords

Cough cough cough cough cough.
Coughity cough cough, cough cough.
Cough cough cough. COUGH COUGH!

Debate? No debate?
Candidates love and love not
Lets get it started.

Metro whistlers, SHHHH!
Sometimes I wake up grumpy,
sometimes let him sleep

“solved.” without mccain.
it’s raining in washington
since obama left

snowdrifts of paper
email, voice-mail, lists to do
how to shovel out

and yet, even here,
even now, with so much flux
there is peace. in love.

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Disclaimer: These are non-partisan haikus, just observations of things I saw at the conventions

Campaign conventions
better than olympics, yes?
or is that just me?

VP announcement
on its way, remember folks
all “girls” not the same

Let the sunshine in
“Believe me, if I were prez
things would be different”

I want a prez for
Barney Smith not Smith Barney
wow. Barney seems nice

Wolf Blitzer, really?
“Heh, I used to play keyboard.”
click, ahh, P.B.S.

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Green. Green is lush, rich, rolling meadow morning softness. Green is enviro -friendly, future-oriented, the color of money, the color of life, of springtime, gems - emerald , malachite, jade.

Photo “Please don’t move” by Zespira L. on Flickr

But green is deep, sneaky, possessive, emerald powerful jealousy.

Green is the dark hate I feel for girls who get to wear short skirts without puffy ankles or knees.
Green is someone else getting the call, the moment, the power.
Green is the sickening despair of not being noticed, not being enough, not mattering.
Green is stronger, less forgiving then blue.

It cannot see its dewy deep beauty, which is too bad. Strong as it is, it could be so much stronger, if it could see.
Green. Green has so much.