Alice in Her Twilight Years

We were cleaning out Mom’s house when we found them in the back of a cupboard, two zaftig Barbies covered in cookie crumbs. Where did they come from, we asked. Mom just smiled, her teeth black with Oreos.

late afternoon
a rabbit hightails it
through dappled shade

—

Issue 15.2 | 29 October 2015

7 Responses

  1. papagreenbean Says:
    October 29th, 2015 at 12:09 pm

    fast clouds—winking moon
    a cat moves
    high up in a tree

  2. Joy MacVane Says:
    October 29th, 2015 at 1:21 pm

    I absolutely love this poem. For me, both deeply moving and thought-provoking.

  3. Magyar Says:
    October 29th, 2015 at 4:38 pm

    Bob, this… my humble attempt to echo your fine haibun.

    shadows stretched
    by this day's sun clock
    a far dog

  4. Dawn Apanius Says:
    October 30th, 2015 at 7:10 am

    Awesome.

  5. T. Johnson Says:
    October 30th, 2015 at 12:52 pm

    Evokes both a sweet and sad image. Lovely…

  6. Alan Summers Says:
    October 31st, 2015 at 7:40 am

    Great fun, brilliant haibun!

  7. Bob Lucky Says:
    November 2nd, 2015 at 9:35 am

    Thanks, everyone, for the kind words and the nice haiku.

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