10/02/2010

When hungry for a bit of mirth,
we reads what brings us chuckles.
When in the mood for finger food,
we bites down to the knuckles.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

When I lived in the Bay Area my wife and I often took trips into the Sierras. These journeys helped maintain my awareness of the Donner “Party.” My current predilection for senryu stimulated a fanciful interpretation of this tragic event.

BIO:

Jim Milstead is a retired researcher in entomology at U.C. Berkeley. He is a member of the Independent Writer’s Studio, Chuckanut Sandstone Writer’s Theater, Bellingham Senior Center Writers, and the Bellingham Haiku Group. His poetry has appeared in The Anthology of Underground Poetry, Time Pieces, Alliterati, Phrasings, and Clover.
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