Sunday, February 21, 2010

haiku #3

coffee, burnt toast and
butter creep upstairs telling
me morning's starting.

dark strong coffee in
Rosa's blue tiled kitchen
nibbling galletas.

grandma's coffee's dark
as the swedes take it too, which
is just right for me.

mom and pops only
drink lattes. steamed milk
with espresso please.

"my people" drink turk:
sugar and cardamon seeds
stir, set, let foam rise.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

haiku #2

balance on the tracks
step-up step step up again
eyes wobble aside

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

haiku #1

unlike the weekend
hump day blues happen so fast
stumble into sleep