southpaw’s lament



here we come again
to a place we’ve never been
that seems familiar.

an ode to cycles:
from things that always change to
those that never will.

by howard

December 31st, 2007

Posted in haiku, poetry

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cancer 9 (spiritual vaccination)



boost immunity;
expose yourself to those with
generous spirits.

by howard

December 28th, 2007

Posted in haiku

poor trade



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growing up you’ll find
people lose in innocence
what they gain in age.

by howard

December 24th, 2007

Posted in haiku

altruistic impotence (edit)



what good is it when
those with the best intentions
sorely lack the means?

by howard

December 20th, 2007

Posted in haiku

two dollar bill



I stepped up to the counter, 9:15 on a Saturday night. Not having eaten since early that morning, I was unusually hungry, and I probably should have been somewhere other than the local McDonald’s with the kind of hunger I was feeling. But I was in a little bit of a hurry, with less than a half-hour until I was supposed to meet a couple friends at the local cineplex. read more

by howard

December 16th, 2007

Posted in storytelling

if/then



if you need someone to tell you
the sky’s not gonna’ fall;
if you need someone to sell you
on dreams you couldn’t draw;
if the hope that lies within you
is waiting for the thaw,
take my hand and trust me -
- I’ll show you what I saw.

by howard

December 16th, 2007

Posted in poetry

one that got away



wanting her happy
was always more important
than just wanting her.

by howard

December 12th, 2007

Posted in haiku




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