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2012 My Year in Haiku

2012:

31st December

sunrise compensates
for early morning hen chores
standing in the muck

Last Sunrise of 2012 © Rebecca Rockefeller

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25th December

rubber chicken wish
granted today by Santa
interfaith giver

Rubber Chicken Wish Granted © Rebecca Rockefeller

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plastic-free present
porcelain doll not Barbie
sometimes old is best

Porcelain Doll © Rebecca Rockefeller

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21st December, NRA press conference in response to Sandy Hook Elementary:

refuse to accept
this militarization
of society

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NRA added
darkness to this shortest day
but light is coming

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20th December, article about the death of Dylan Hockley and Anne Marie Murphy’s arms:

parapro hero
but no one should die like this
adult or child

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20th December

house smells like Pesach
filling matzah roca jars
teachers’ Christmas cheer

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14th December, Sandy Hook Elementary massacre:

I hug my children
some mothers’ arms are empty
all hearts are broken

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13th December

there’s a whole lot of
Neil Diamond and Barbra on
Christmas radio

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10th December

bad mother morning
some days start with loud failure
wailing late to school

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9th December

girl plans to attend
agricultural college
become a cowgirl

2012-12-09 15.00.49

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8th December

house will smell like oil
for longer than Hanukkah
completely worth it

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wax on the table
air smells of onions and oil
Happy Hanukkah

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miracles for all
wishing freedom for the world
on this night of light

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7th December

must dig potatoes
stock up on oil and candles
find grease-stained apron

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7th December

thank you good neighbor
best voicemail message ever
about casserole:

“Wonder of wonders,
miracle of miracles,
your girls are eating casserole!”

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5th December

meet, chirp, move on in
for parakeets it’s easy
love is in the house

new parakeet love © Rebecca Rockefeller

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3rd December

because books matter
and so does where you buy them
local bookstore love

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3rd December

Grandma Inge’s tip
put used coffee grounds in car
you’ll be happier

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2nd December

scent of cardamom
stove and roof bubble music
rice pudding and rain

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28th November

one parakeet left
calling calling for his love
she’s not coming back

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26th November

I once had a cat
who purred only when she heard
La Marseillaise

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25th November

raising a horse girl
involves plenty of laundry
love thrives in barn dust

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24th November

pecan pie sings out
sweet browned butter siren song
can you hear it too?

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23rd November

someone had to eat
the German chocolate frosting
fridge was just too full

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18th November

morning of puppets
afternoon of membrillo
but first more coffee

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9th November

Grateful to see frost
through my kids’ eyes not just with
my frozen fingers

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7th November

grateful for daughters
growing up free to learn, love
live true to themselves

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6th November, election day, 11 pm

Let love rule.

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6th November, election day, 10 pm

now I can pick up
the phone again without fear
no more robocalls

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6th November, election day, 8 am

can’t take this suspense
having trouble staying in
my skin itches hope

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2nd November

Bainbridge Island fall
on fire with all the colors
of rotting pumpkin

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27th October

wind catches witch hat
billows cape rustles broomstick
maybe I could fly

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27th October

hands orange gore stringy
even vegetarians
slaughter these and smile

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22nd October

it’s nightmare season
all night long with the bad dreams
of election night

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21st October

goat cheese for dessert
goat cheese with my breakfast eggs
just can’t have too much

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16th October

it’s Pumpkin Walk time
this year is in fast forward
or maybe that’s life

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12th October

northwest children dance
jumping for joy shouting out
rain! rain! it’s raining!

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7th October

salt breeze stirs apples
blackberries and maple leaves
into heaven’s scent

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30th September

Sukkot 5773:

shake your lulavs here
our sukkah loves visitors
please bring fresh s’chach

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24th September

homeschool calls to me
I can’t stand all this homework
crowding out real life

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21st September

predictable yes
this is my mental loop song
for these Days of Awe

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20th September

kneads my hair to frizz
breathes whiskers along my neck
cat loves bedtime most

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16th September

grateful hands all red
blood sacrifice tastes salty
blackberry juice sweet

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15th September

family music hour
Riff Cohen Barbra
Lady Marmalade

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13th September

pink orange shimmering
wildfire smoke sunrise filter
destructive beauty

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12th September

blackberry tool kit
colander iPod long sleeves
feisty attitude

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11th September

so much has changed so
much remains the same old same
eleven years on

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9th September

fall is in my hair
golden-green tree confetti
ticker tape parade

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7th September

hen sings her egg song
in time with Leonard Cohen
hallelujah-awk

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6th September

curly willow’s bird
sings a monotonous song
I know how that goes

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5th September

what have I become
yard full of men with chainsaws
and I love the noise

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29th August

frying zucchini
I missed the first drops of rain
matching sizzle hiss

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29th August

after school mint tea
underneath the cherry trees
called off by the rain

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28th August

find the lunchboxes
stock up on colored pencils
school starts tomorrow

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25th August

picking blackberries
mama raccoon says they’re hers
I defer to growls

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15th August

wrapped the neighbor’s dog
in two receiving blankets
comfort for his grave

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15th August

dangerous knowledge
I can make potato chips
in my microwave

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14th August

pneumonia and I
like to cough at shooting stars
oh hot summer nights

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11th August

expecting good eggs
thanks to that melted ice cream
the hens just slurped up

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25th July

no one else likes you
poor raspberry clafoutis
you can be my lunch

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23rd July

will not turn heat on
going to shiver through it
with more hot coffee

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21st July

supple leather boots
fast bike sharp axe linen sheets
midlife crisis list

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21st July

sorry lavender
I didn’t mean to mow you
but now life smells good

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20th July

flashy high rumbling
over a blanket of rain
my plants love this storm

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16th July

sun sets early here
in the bowl of Baker Hill
cool evening relief

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15th July

canes heavy with fruit
fill me with juicy ripe guilt
must pick raspberries

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14th July

note to self:

when all hope seems lost
remember there is always
lemon icebox pie

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13th July

rolling suitcase dream
bumped along my roof all night
woke to thunderstorm

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still with the thunder
one whole rumbling night and day
whose weather is this

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7th July

seagull swoops too close
strangers take each other’s pics
sun drenched ferry ride

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glorious sunshine
makes me crave songs of doomed love
no happy endings

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5th July

some days are plain hard
but a jar of sweet peas cheers
so there’s that at least

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4th July

holiday of noise
candy rain at the parade
sulfur fireworks air

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3rd July

Steller’s jays stand out
rich blue flashes on gray sky
waiting for the rain

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30th June

one extra second
will spend mine eating berries
picked in the damp dark

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29th June

remember boxes
of free kittens and puppies
outside grocery stores

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28th June

so much time sorting
trash to treasure piece by piece
makes a person tired

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26th June

8 hours yesterday
10 more dumpster hours today
I’ve seen some weird stuff

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20th June

post-solstice panic
tomorrow has less daylight
sliding to winter

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17th June

watching waves leap up
drenching Wapato Point dock
windy summer break

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16th June

little hurricane
my new music obsession
can’t stop listening

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15th June

summer begins now
must have music to survive
this is a good start

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10th June

we need volunteers
for the Rotary dumpster
sign up now for fun

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9th June

bowl of sweet red joy
no more for cheeky robin
girls get these berries

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5th June

wrinkles setting in
must remember default smile
lock that lie in skin

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5th June

sour gray morning
drizzle adds to gravity
pins me to flat earth

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3rd June

laptop my laptop
please forgive that coffee spill
please come back to me

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1st June

moth on my laptop
squirrel uses school’s crosswalk
the forest grows strong

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30th May

pink satin nightie
goes well with boots for dawn chores
weep now, ancestors

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29th May

past midnight baking
rhubarb vanilla custard
fragrant lullabye

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27th May

green gold treasure trove
Swainson’s thrushes fill this grove
each sounds a bit drunk

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25th May

pileated friend
skittish on the suet block
why so worried red

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23rd May

waddling heartbreak
ducklings crossing parking lot
mama duck braves doom

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21st May

squeak chicken coop rat
I know I should kill you dead
but your hands stop me

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16th May

motherhood includes
word I swore I’d never use
inappropriate

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14th May

teapot warm to touch
before kettle is on stove
hot day on the way

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9th May

Mira loves Pink Floyd
most especially The Wall
so much for Raffi

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8th May

work impacts my screen
Googling green sex data
nets me new side ads

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7th May

72 true?
looks like summer’s come early
and on a Monday

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6th May

slept through first sunlight
chickens are ashamed of me
goldfinch scolds from tree

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4th May

solo parenting
through sensory meltdown storms
don’t try this at home

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3rd May

standing in the rain
remembering to live love
nothing matters more

burying a friend
rain soaked dirt drums on coffin
umbrellas startle

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22nd April

blisters and splinters
I earned this gin and tonic
sipped by new fire pit

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21st April

shoveling compost
trying not to spear the hens
dashing in for worms

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20th April

shattered French press gone
glass shard still stuck in my foot
coffee-free week sucks

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13th April

past midnight thinking
plastic straws and poetry
instead of deep sleep

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6th April

girls sweep chametz up
feed it to six happy hens
trade for Pesach eggs

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28th March

dog ate something wrong
licked my nostrils inside out
now spring smells like shit

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7th March

puddle droplets fly
junkohs bathe in lid left out
nature loves our mess

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26th February

graupel in the night
soft blanket of hush falling
makes the dog bark bark

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22nd February

dreamy bedtime talk
Richard Nixon Watergate
sweet dreams wee nerdlets

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22nd February

black shadows on green
grass liquid gold in between
strong sunshine at last

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20th February

peeping tub of fluff
red light warms people up too
spring chicks in winter

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3rd February

part moon bright as full
dog wants out at 1 am
runs circles in light

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26th January

gray morning surprise
bus stop lost to bad driving
sad muddy rubble

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23rd January

DSL back on
5 day net fast is over
ice storm’s mixed blessing

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17th January

flat gray sky and sound
color of a just-dead fish
waiting for new snow

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15th January

junco army hops
must secure the suet block
no bushtits allowed

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9th January

merde alors chickens
flying into the garden
need a higher fence

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8th January

database research
who knew it would be so fun?
no I’m not kidding

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4th January

robins singing out
in my January yard
too early for spring

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3rd January

7:30 bus
lunch boxes of mystery
vacation’s over

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