Haiku/Gesundheit
(Volume XI - The Portland Chronicles)
on seeing a man light up next to a police officer at skidmore fountain
looks like pot smoking
is a low priority
for portland police
on watching three pigeons perch on drinking fountain spouts
(or “i know something you don't know”)
bet you wouldn't drink
from there if you saw what the
pigeons had with lunch
portland 'saturday market' hodgepodge
homeless elvis sings
dancing elf plays on bagpipes
folks eat, shop & watch
Labels:
faux toes,
haiku,
photos,
poetry,
travelogues
2 comments:
Very nice pictures and haikus (what is the plural of haiku? haiki?)
I've often wondered that, myself! Wonder if this is a case of "moose" and "moose" rather than syllabus and syllabi.
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