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Last night’s lover

26 Jul

She deferred her last glass of wine, to the glass topped “coffee” table. as she got up going to the bathroom and went to bed before passing out, in her summer evening night gown.

            Waking before sunrise, with a stirring and murmuring as I was falling back to sleep, I could hear her looking and finding her car keys that she had illegal parked on the curb between two maple trees.

            Leaving her underwear  between the sheets and without a parking ticket, she smiled and blew me a kiss, as her tires chirped with a happy squeal and went south for the winter.

spring rain on lush green

drips on dandelion leaf

sprouting an outlaw

 
12 Comments

Posted by on July 26, 2020 in Haibun Poetry, Haiku, Zen

 

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12 responses to “Last night’s lover

  1. Susie Clevenger

    July 28, 2020 at 5:09 pm

    Vivid and sensual…I wonder if she’ll return.

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  2. Joel (@Stranded Tree)

    July 27, 2020 at 11:26 pm

    A mysterious story yet to unfold.

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  3. Kestril Trueseeker

    July 27, 2020 at 2:10 pm

    Someone had a rather exciting evening!

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  4. magicalmysticalteacher

    July 27, 2020 at 9:05 am

    Will she ever be seen again?

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

    July 27, 2020 at 7:19 am

    Great title; amusing/intriguing story; lovely haiku.

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  6. kim881

    July 27, 2020 at 6:09 am

    I love it! In my head it was like an old movie in black and white, except for teh dandelion leaf.

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  7. skippy manning

    July 27, 2020 at 3:48 am

    “two tramps in fallen leaves?”

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  8. gillena cox

    July 27, 2020 at 12:17 am

    Nice, the way you stored your memories; vivid text and a gorgeous haiku
    Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday

    Much💖love

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  9. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES

    July 26, 2020 at 11:41 pm

    I just love those images of dandelion dripping and a sprouted outlaw!

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  10. oldegg

    July 26, 2020 at 11:19 pm

    We all tend to test the limits of our luck and guessing right. This time was was right both ways .

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  11. Magaly Guerrero

    July 26, 2020 at 8:45 pm

    Such vivid descriptions. I can see it all…

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  12. Helen Dehner

    July 26, 2020 at 8:23 pm

    I love this! Parking on the curb between two maples made me giggle out loud. And now I am off to read more of your poetry. I like your style.

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