Haiku Tuesday…almost Autumn

Not much going on around here except that the wind is blowing, the leaves are turning, and it seems to be a little grayer in the sky than usual. I love fall. I am a seasonal person, needing the changes from Winter to Spring, etc…

The Autumn harvests are the best. Squashes, apples, pears, late tomatoes and corn, all great stuff. I can smell the roastie-toastie aromas of home kitchens everywhere.

I’m a little sore from going to the gym yesterday, but I can’t wait to go back tomorrow and have a go at my second session. I will lose the weight, keep it off, eat better, sleep better, and gain much needed muscle, especially in my back. I think that my gut is a result of my weak back. I tend to slouch.

Here are the haiku…

#10.
Trying to explain
how much I miss and love you
over the phone lines.

#26.
Saxophones motor
the drumming wheels of hi-hats,
steered by pianos.

#38.
A slow groaning turn,
felt, rather than seen or heard,
as I sit and breathe.

Johnnyboy

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.