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Yay Words! 
the banana
in your fruit basket —
nature’s innuendo
Black bananas are
all that’s available –
she goes without.
Chilly Spring
strawberries. cherries. and an angel’s kiss in Spring. my Summer wine. . . . the song still plays through the mist. in my skull. again. a bridge. I laugh. into Summer. I smile. into the memory vat. turning. to YouTube. to find her. Summer Wine. once again. Spring.
chilly Spring night
memories of an earlier day
still linger
So clean!
Stains on my hands
I can bear.
drowning
my fears
with the sound
of the fruit blender . . .
death rattle
Reblogged this on Failing at Haiku and commented:
fruit ninja
my son’s high score
Sunday afternoon
thinking of you
at work this morning–
the extra blend
of strawberries
in my smoothie
breakfast …
all the things I take
for granted
asked his favorite flavor
Grandpa replies
“strawberry blonde”
back to sleep,
dreaming of the same
eleven strawberries
Sunday in spring
strawberry pancakes
at Judi’s Place