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seven summer haiku
by Jim Benz
June rain
our cucumber vines
gnawed by rabbits
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an old man fishing
scowls at the otter
also fishing
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summer heat
a hand-wringing fly
tests my patience
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green apples
bouncing on the sidewalk
summer wind
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endless prairie
a sudden splotch of yellow
on the windshield
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crescent moon
beneath the tiki torch
an empty beer can
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just before dawn
a thousand frogs
swallow their voices
07/30/2010 Posted on 07/30/2010
Copyright © 2026 Jim Benz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/31/10 at 03:27 PM Oh man, each one of these is a jewel. Got a chuckle from the frogs and the sudden splotch. The joy of your gentle, careful observation is multiplied seven fold here. Thanks a bunch, Jim. |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 07/31/10 at 08:44 PM Very evocative (as they should be) - enjoyed these. |
| Posted by Stephan Anstey on 08/06/10 at 03:45 PM The frogs one is very effective. I don't know why, but the "june rain" bothers me for some reason, I think it's because of hte relationship to the other non-specific summer references afterwards. I actually think the next two lines of that are my favorite. The bug splatter one really works in the context of this series. I love that little surprise/tweak in there. |
| Posted by Paganini Jones on 09/02/10 at 08:44 PM endless prairie
a sudden splotch of yellow
on the windshield
Spot on, one could say. Love the change in perspective in this one.
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