a waitress
refills the sugar
the long day
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w. f. owen
w.f. owen (ToDrBill at aol.com) is a Professor of Communication, a founding member of the Central Valley Haiku Club of California, and a member of the Haiku Poets of Northern California and the Haiku Society of America. He publishes regularly in such journals as Frogpond, Modern Haiku and Acorn, and has received awards in the 2001 Henderson Haiku and Brady Senryu contests. In 2002, he has won awards in the World Haiku Festival R. H. Blyth contest and the California Civil Liberties Public Education Program contest sponsored by the California State Library Foundation. View all posts by w. f. owen
windfall
the ants each runs with a piece
of scattered sugar
Quality as usual Mr. Owen.
Blue plate special
“off at nine”
the waitress winks
her awkward hand
spilled salt …
cross my shoulder
An open window-
the greedy flies
portake of sweets too
sushi restaurant
sticky rice
all that remains
concierge
stifles a yawn –
red-eye
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