at the cafe
you wait for the friend who
never shows
you drink your first cup of absinthe
and shudder at the bitterness
first published in Simply Haiku
photo taken and copyrighted by April Melton
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Very cool word pic association.
Posted by:Matt | November 28, 2007 at 02:28 PM
killer last 2 lines!
and ditto what matt says.
Posted by:Janet | November 28, 2007 at 02:33 PM
Absinthe? How decadent!
Nice work.
Posted by:Bill | November 28, 2007 at 06:42 PM
Matt, Janice, and Bill - thank you! :)
Posted by:aurora | November 29, 2007 at 02:24 PM
Enjoyed.
Posted by:Robert | November 29, 2007 at 10:55 PM