Haiku Sticky #264

Over the weekend I had the opportunity to walk through a very old graveyard that had stones that have stood since the 1700s. I took photos and will have a haiga on Sunday, but for today, a simple haiku:

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Happy Haiga Day!

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Poetry Friday--"Shadows"

Caption: Young girls going to work in Mill No. 1 Cocheco Mfg. Co., Dover, N.H. I saw them go to work regularly, day after day. May 17, 1909--Noon. Location: Dover, New Hampshire. Photo taken by Lewis Wickes Hine, courtesy Library of Congress.

Shadows

There is always someone
in the shadows.
Always watching.
Keeping tabs.
Making sure no one meets
with gentlemen.
Or talks to labor organizers.

Watching us.
Their eyes lingering.
Their thoughts...
Need I tell you what their
thoughts might be?
Sainte Marie, Mère de Dieu,
priez pour nous...

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Sylvia and Janet will be hosting the Round-Up for this week at Poetry for Children. And while you're there, take a look at the history of children's poetry over the past 25 years in this post.

Haiku Sticky #263

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Happy Haiga Day!

One more from last week's Michael Bublé adventure.

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Poetry Friday--"Father O'Brien"

Headed for my Sketchbook Project book.

Caption: Pin boys in Les Miserables Alleys, Frank Jarose, 7 Fayette St., Mellens Court, said 11 years old, made $3.72 last week. Joseph Philip, 5 Wall St., said 11 years old, and works until midnight every week night; said he made $2.25 last week and $1.75 the week before. Willie Payton, 196 Fayette St., said 11 years old, made over $2 last week, works there every night until midnight. Location: Lowell, Massachusetts. Photo taken October 1911 by Lewis Wickes Hine, courtesy Library of Congress.

Father O'Brien

Father O'Brien of
Saint Patrick's Church
started to laugh when
I told him about my job at
Les Miserables Alleys.
"My boy," he says,
"a more aptly named
place there never was."
And then he busts out
sputtering and laughing
like one who has been
touched by the pixies.
I'll tell you something--
I don't get the joke.

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Head over to see Tabatha Yeatts for the Poetry Friday Round-Up. (Tabatha sent me poem #3 in the Summer Poem Swap. Actually, she sent me 4 poems total! What a gal!)

Haiku Sticky #262

This was written in response to last week's 15 Words or Less challenge at Laura Salas's blog.

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