haiku by George Held.
Winter lingers—–
fingers of spring still wearing
woolen gloves
ANITA O’DAY
This haiku was originally published at Haikuniverse.com © 2019
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Chester, New Jersey. Paul Goldfinger ©.
Morning shrubs bending
in December wind—-
the full moon sets
Leonard Cohen “Winter Lady.”
Loose change from poet George Held
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George Held, a guest poet on Blogfinger, seems to be channeling a past where pennies were more important than they are today. In fact, will pennies go the way of the half penny? Does George still have a few pennies clattering around in his pockets?
George doesn’t categorize the two penny pieces below. He refers to them as “shorties:”
Penny
Penny was sixteen and wore penny loafers, a shiny copper penny in each slot. Twelve, you were infatuated by her – her pleated plaid skirt, bobby sox, and those penny loafers. How you wanted to kiss her, but she just laughed when you blew her a kiss across the school yard.
Penny Loafers
Karl, wearing penny loafers, challenges fifth-grade classmate Jorge, in Keds, to pitch pennies against a wall by the gym. But Jorge has a knack for leaners and beats Karl in their “pitch off.” Karl doesn’t mind losing twenty-five pennies, but he can’t bear losing to Jorge. “I’ll get you yet,” he thinks in his devious heart. Jorge becomes a surgeon, Karl a banker.
Gucci penny loafers: $416.00—41,600 pennies– try taking bag of pennies into the Gucci store at Saks Fifth Avenue.
BRENDA LEE made a “fortune” collecting pennies from heaven:
Note: George Held is a retired professor at Queens College. He has written children’s books which are quite wonderful (look them up) as well as other writings. We know him on Blogfinger as a poet.
A penny for his thoughts, but with inflation, this idiom might require changing.
Haiku by George Held.
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OG Jean Bredin.
Dark cumulus clouds
threaten in the winter sky –
the high tide rolls in
Haiku by George Held.
Posted in Blogfinger Presents, George Held, George Held on Blogfinger, Poem by George Held, tagged George Held Haiku on April 1, 2020| Leave a Comment »
Today sun
tomorrow rain and so on —
let the heart soar
JULIE RAFFERTY. from The Fantasticks
Haiku from George.
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Cold enough for ya? Paul Goldfinger photo. © Flushing, NY.
Haiku by George Held:
May 13th
and winter cold persists –
the heat’s even on
Anita O’Day:
Haiku by George Held.
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Paul Goldfinger ©
Early dusk,
bleak sky, a few snowflakes—-
the winter solstice
Marian McPartland
“Blackberry Winter”
A haiku by George Held.
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Ocean Grove, NJ. Paul Goldfinger © A spring cliche, but….
Spring sprouts cliches—-
haikuists must dig
deeper furrows
By George Held, from the current issue of The Aurorean.
Special to Blogfinger
REGINA CARTER “Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most.”
A poem by George Held: “Winter Haiku”
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Central Park. Paul Goldfinger © Undated. Click to enlarge.
Winter Haiku
By George Held
The winter sky
resumes at 6 a.m.–
black boughs on gray slate
January cold wave–
even the paving stones
are shivering
Winter’s yield
is icy cold and snow–
no birdsong till spring
FRANK SINATRA: