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haiku after a poetry reading at a bar.
The one I said there:
'SHE' (Haiku) c 2005 *READ FOR POETRY READING NIGHT SCHOOL 13 May 05 & A BAR -published in lit. mag.
Her intelligence
Outshines her beauty but not
Determination.
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I said my haiku backwards, then re-said it. They said it sounded good either way.
And when I explained I was just nervous this loud drunk lady shouted: "IT'S OKAY I'M DRUNK!" thus the haiku.
I wrote a haiku
I went on stage and she said
That's okay I'm drunk!
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Appreciation Poem -c 14 Feb 05 Valentines Day
"Mr Jackson"
Up in the morning,
Dealing with the silence of dawn,
From each passing face,
Tired,
Weary,
Occasionally forgetful,
The Abandoned items left behind,
You take the time,
In kindness to find,
Their place,
You work each day,
Yet you treat it not like work at all,
You are the caretaker of preciouses cargo,
These items are the future leaders,
You are the caretaker of them all,
More than a chore,
You make sure,
We arrive on time,
You check the behavior of your passengers,
Hardly a fight you have to had break up,
The risks you take,
By being a bus driver,
I wanted you to know,
You're appreciated.
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'Growing Up' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Innocence is played
World's weight on one's shoulders now
Dirt covers lifelong dreams.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Many questions here
Answers change like seasons do
Will you answer true?
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Devils lurk at night
Darkness hides their open hearts
Why can't death escape?
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Going to the fair
Peanuts and popcorn galore
Farris wheel is down.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Puppy dogs are cute
But there are wolves among them
Is the difference there?
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Spectrum colors fade
Gone as quickly as they came
Just a chill remains.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 02 Mar 05
Memories remain
A chill up my spine comes fast
Blank my mind is now.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 04 Mar 05
Spirits wander far
Balance of good deeds and bad
Take heaven or hell.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 04 Mar 05
Grim reaper guide you
Purgatory you shall stay
In perfect balance.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 04 Mar 05 *SUBMITTED TO LIT. MAG.
Your marker of stone
Your journey of solitude
Path your choice alone.
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'untitled' (Haiku) c 04 Mar 05
Calm, wild heart still
Windows to the soul hold truth
Rare breed caught not owned.
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'Spring Break 2005' (Haiku) c 09 Mar 05
Saw Jeff Foxworthy
Fun and excitingly great
Amazing Spring Break!
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Cinquian (American haiku 22 syllables: 2,4,6,8,2.) c 23 Mar 2005
'Hue of Strength' -written after tossed a crumpled paper scrap written on it: "the color pink" small at the top.
Crayons
Shade rosy cheeks
Sun burnt skin, fluffy bears
Flamingos, Pigs, Earthworms, Flowers
Pink's hot.
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'Belly Hurts' (Cinquian) c 23 Mar 2005
Oh God,
Thanksgiving hurts,
Meat smothered in dressing,
Followed by the sweet desserts left
Bloated.
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'Anorexia' (Cinquian) c 23 Mar 2005
Hunger
I see my bones
I tell you I'm just fine
Like stabbing knives hunger pains me
Empty.
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'Birthday' (Cinquian) c 28 Mar 2005
Parties
Suspense, torture
Yet games and gifts galore
But fun with friends and family near
feel old.
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'Embarrassment' (Cinquian) c 28 Mar 2005
They laugh
What could it be
My breath? No couldn't be.
I'm dressed head to toe, but oh yeah
Split pants.
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Spontaneous rhyme of image c 22 Apr 05
Handsome scars streak my face
Blood souls reap truth
Tree trunks shelter dead hopes
Down under is the highest truth
Liquid flames boild blood
Laughter scoffs my hurt eyes
The forest flies like thunder claps
The shade darkens shelves of my mind
Dust clutters my thoughts
The true heart beats to death
My happy place destroys her
Music rings as rocks fall
My blanket waist pins my thoughts
Every step forces you down my throat
The quickly clicking of my rolling
Colors fade and you desert me
Surrounded in a field of bees.
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 Quel marth · Wed Mar 07, 2007 @ 07:26am · 0 Comments |
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