Many reasons to misbehave… pacing in my boots night and day, and as snows falls, how my demon calls, still tempting ‘til pain is left. Another volatile fall break… for my soul you always wanna take, but No- vember… please remember – I’ve taken you back myself. Oh I do wish you well, here […]Read more "– bless you november –"
If I did not have a single mother, it would have been some other struggle. For all the qualities of which I felt shame over the years, I know now she tried. If I did not have a single mother, It would have been woe of some other. For all the fightin’ and fussin’ which […]Read more "– ma –"
Treasure is coming. Reward lays beneath the snow… gold at winter’s end. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– haiku # 52 –"
The grey Midwest sky has reared its troubled head again, as I crawl out of grey comfort with this plaid bathrobe I’m in. Time to return his call… time to give this talk my all… how do I know what I’m sayin’, even in the crack of the A.M.? He’s happy to say he […]Read more "– morning talk with my father –"
Rob was looking for a mate, so one night, he dined with Kate. After five Labatts, she puked in his lap… the making of a “perfect” first date. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– limerick # 7 –"
Wrapped in sheets, with my blinds wide shut, it is not just these November clouds that encourage distress – it is Mother Nature, so irate – you’re thrilled with frenzied mess… Wrapped in sheets, ‘cause I feel fed up, it is not just this cozy bed that is weighing me down – it is shadowed […]Read more "– sheets –"
The cure effective, the slacker weeps for his conquered cancer. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– senryū # 2 –"