A guest haiku for the New Year

from Ian in Australia:

New year's eve
For the first time, a feeling
that change could come

Happy Haiku New Year!

uncool new year's
bringing wheatena
to the party



new year's day:
the first slap shot sizzles
on fresh ice



new york friendship --
toast the new year in a
too warm apartment




© 2006-2007 Judy Kamilhor

The time of light

christmas morning
no time like
the presents



this just in:
time stands still
film at elev.......



holiday cheer --
under layers of sadness
a mustard seed of hope




© 2006 Judy Kamilhor

What the L?

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leaving the W 4th St station
the smell of fabric softener



down below
brake lights merge
into dusk



every son of a bitch
starts life as a puppy



under the L
at Stillwell and Mermaid
waiting for the bus



lying on the sidewalk
a "no standing anytime" sign



the pen is not
mightier than
the washing machine



© 2006 Judy Kamilhor

Strange Signs of the Season

overheard in Park Slope:

"you want me to sit in the lap
of a strange guy dressed like that?"



when you pray
for patience and compassion
god gives you parents



drawn
to misery,
the clown



a sign
that says
no smoking
between signs



two pairs of sneakers
on the telephone wire
become one



pigeons
on a bus shelter,
unsuspected



a christmas tree
standing in the
homeless man's spot



silhouette
of a squirrel --
winter oak


may your future arrive on puppy's feet



this one from my friend Roy:

haiku
with footnotes
tmi*

*too much information



© 2006 Judy Kamilhor

What did you expect?

winter morning --
a multicolored knit cap
on the fire hydrant



mugged at the
corner of fear
and circumstance



unframed paintings
in a bicycle basket
moving . . . .



winter wind
my umbrella opens
by itself



lapsang souchang
in an oversized mug
poetry reading



crescent moon
always another
chance

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© 2006 Judy Kamilhor