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Assorted  Senryu....  a sampling of some of my senryu .
 
( senryu are a cousin of haiku; similar in form, brief, often three lines and typically humorous, witty, satiric, ironic and insightfully focused on the human condition with all our funny foibles- or not so funny- being just who we are. )
 

"If it is man within the world, it is haiku. If it is the world within the man, it is senryu."  - Anita Virgil

New Year's eve ...
I enter into
the Twilight Zone
 
 
 
 
 
 
the universe
of my thoughts
 contracting
 
 
 
 
most of his studying
looking
out the window
 
 
 
 
knotty pine cabinet
above the toilet
two knots look back
 
 
 
 
before bed
my son's music louder
than mine
 
 
 
 
in her sleep
she steals back
her hand
 
 
 
 
on the wall
Jesus on the cross
above her side of the bed
 
 
 
 
breeding pairs
at the zoo-
with strollers
 
 
 
 
to start the day
her slipper sounds
too fast
 
 
 
 
police car-
my thoughts of what I've done
wrong
 
 
 
 
as they control
their dogs
meeting...
 
 
 
 
after the pleasant part
of our walk
we hurry
 
 
 
 
dinner over-
he addresses
some crumbs
 
 
 
 
meeting her boyfriend
our handshake
out of synch
 
 
 
 
sneaking M & M's...
the crunching
in my ears
 
 
 
 
after the party
undressing
myself
 
 
 
 
morning zazen:
marriage counseling
ourselves
 
 
 
 
wanting my old life
when I wanted
my present life
 
 
 
 
 
lunch alone
without a book
I read my mind
 
 
 
 
 
 
child's play
so close
to screaming

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