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I’m caught in traffic – five o’clock,
And everything is slowed.
The cheetahs now are turtles and
The snails are nailed to the road.

I’m stuck behind the steering wheel
And traffic’s like a clock –
It moves by sound: tick tick tick tick
So slow to go just a block.

I’m sure there’re those who fume and curse
To burn gas sitting still,
And long for home, an easy chair,
And view, like mine, on a hill.

But there’s a way to rise above
This glacier moving slow,
And some are very good at it –
It’s what we all need to know.

It is a way to win the wait
In each and ev’ry que –
Just find a something that you love –
A ship to sail you on through.

Just study people; say a prayer
Play games with all the signs.
There are a million things – and me?
I sailed – I wrote all these lines.


photo by Michal Zacharzewski at


© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.

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English: Rush hour traffic in Washington, D.C.

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

               Rush Hour 

I’m grateful for the days I drive
   Long, lonely country roads
That little seems to be alive,
   That lanes have lighter loads 

Than city streets with bustle’s blight,
   The traffic in a bind,
That I might have the time to write
   The traffic on my mind.


© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2013.

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Opposites Attract

Warm south wind
Rushing to the north,
Meets cold front.



Sky Rush Hour

Morning clouds
Dashing across sky –
Off to work.


White Regiments

Passing clouds
Whipped by Wind in lines
Drill sergeant.


* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.

See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/


photo by theaucitron via flickr


© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2011.

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