Halloween Haiku Friday

Since I completely neglected to share any of our Halloween pictures, I thought I'd take advantage of Haiku Friday today to post just a few. For your reading (and viewing) pleasure:



Spooky pumpkins glow
Rotten mess by Halloween
Carved way too early




Mommy looks so sweet
Kids away - Mom raids candy
Bad witchy Mommy!






Kids go marching by
Bats, butterflies, witches, ghouls
School parade is fun

Haiku Friday: Cat nap

It is 6 a.m.
Hungry cat wants to eat now
Too tired to move

Cat stands on my head
Wake up, food lady! Wake up!
Leave me alone, please!

It is 2 p.m.
Cats are sound asleep in house
Life is just not fair

Haiku Friday: Oh, oh O.J.!

Anyone who has known me for a while knows that I was totally obsessed very interested in the O.J. Simpson murder trials. I watched Court TV everyday. Read the papers. Watched the news. Read every article I could get my hands on about the trial, lawyers, evidence, jury, etc.

And when the verdict came down, I ranted and raved for DAYS.

That was over 13 years ago, but I've never forgotten - or forgiven - the miscarriage of justice, the utter mockery of our system - that went on in that courtroom. So today, the day O.J. was sentenced to nine to 33 years in jail, I can't help feeling a little giddy and gleeful.

I bring you: Haiku Friday. The O.J. Goes to jail edition:



Oh O.J. Simpson
Escaped prison many years
Justice here at last

O.J. cried in court
Says he didn't know it was wrong
Ha! Bullshit I say

Day I've waited for
Jail: Nine to thirty-three years
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

O.J. got off once
This time no dream team in court
Incarcerated

Haiku Friday: The day the music died

For Christmas in 2004, Mark bought me a 20GB (now quaintly referred to as a “Classic.”) iPod. It was one of my favorite Christmas gifts ever. My iPod and I went everywhere together. I listened to NPR and Lost podcasts on it, danced around my living room with it, sang along with my girls to endless Disney songs on it and, until it was replaced with a Shuffle last year, hauled it around the gym with me.

It took a number of spills off the treadmill, was thrown across the room by Loaf, stepped on (by me) and accidentally left in the backyard for three days. And still, my little iPod Classic that was only “supposed” to last a year or two kept on playing. Until yesterday when it suddenly and peacefully died of natural hard-drive related causes. It’s only symptoms were an ominous whirring, failure to load my menus and then . . the dreaded screen of death.

It was a sad day so I turned to Haiku for comfort. I like to think my iPod had a good life and knew it was loved. Please send my little Classic your good thoughts today.

Haiku Friday



Dear old loved iPod
So many great tunes we shared
Now screen of death - sad

Hard drive whirs and whirs
But no menus come on screen
Don’t leave me iPod

Classic twenty gig
You brought music to my ears
Now good paperweight

Hit reset button
Six hundred fifty-two times
iPod death confirmed

Life without iPod
Silent quiet musicless
Time to get iPhone

Haiku Friday: Inner Tiger

Slinking through the grass
Gold eyes and inky black fur
Inner tiger roars