carbondale haiku, 6-16

memories ‘f jim ‘n’ ruth’s –
th’leaves fall on th’tiny street,
th’stories tumble out
(6-16)

midland inn’s back porch –
crickets chirp, ‘n’ th’old man tells how
they had t’come here t’drink
(6-16)

chief illiniwek
blanket – th’kid sleeps through th’fireworks
down by th’arena
(6-16)

at th’friendship statue –
th’freshmen ‘n’ their parents find
th’mill street underpass
(6-16)

fall’n trees on campus –
those visitors won’t forget
that graduation
(6-16)

no power, two weeks-
th’neighbors ‘n th’sultry back yards
sharing th’gen’rators
(6-16)

pile ‘f anti-war signs –
choose one at th’pavilion, stand
on th’corner, by th’leaves
(6-16)

irish fests 't turley -
for years, th'kids took in th'music
'n' it always seemed t'rain
(6-16)