| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:08:25 PM | you're swimming in it
that sea of morning glories
a purple blueness | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:09:06 PM | this purple blueness
this sea of tumoil
this whirlpool of life
oooops sorry drea.....doubled up there so did a quick change ...you have 15min to amend
x | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:10:07 PM | oops missed that
new york times, wall street
such stark manipulation
still a little thrill
I am too slow lol
the whirlpool of life
magical in its giving
the pain and the joy
EDIT: while I would love to take the seas, wind fire one..I give and let some one else..but, I may steal the line for later use LOL LOL | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:11:38 PM | your swimming in it
eddys you soul away down
seas, wind, rain, fire, earth | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:21:11 PM | seas, wind, rain, fire, earth
elements of truth and life
joined reality | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:23:17 PM | joined reality
awash the mind it burns bright
words and thoughts abound | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:24:55 PM | words and thoughts abound
spilling from the page's edge
falling on the floor | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:26:30 PM | falling on the floor
like the barbers cutting work
but hair will grow back | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:33:02 PM | but hair will grow back
long sensuous tresses
to assist knight up tower
x | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:35:36 PM | to assist knight up tower
needs no help he's a manly man
every girlneeds her hero | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:37:56 PM | assist knight up tower
his math skills were very poor
he lost in the count | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:40:05 PM | he lost in the count
numbers like words jumble up
dislexia hurts | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:45:16 PM | dislexia hurts
yet angels follow the same
flexing rebellion. | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:45:58 PM | dislexia hurts
Really? I did not know that.
I am dyslexic. | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:47:08 PM | flexing rebellion
reaching out to save souls
which were dead and gone | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 5:58:29 PM | which were dead and gone
dropped in their prime, beaten
into submission | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:01:32 PM | into submission
I rage against my bound hands
aching to strike back | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:01:52 PM | into submission
i implore my mind to go
it never listens | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:03:28 PM | aching to strike back
luke hand me light sabre now
avenge the lost world | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:06:38 PM | it never listens
my timing is at best off
left with my self pity | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:09:20 PM | avenge the lost world
brave new travelers retreat
never give up hope | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:10:11 PM | avenge the lost world
sirens calling from the deep
sailors give their souls
nite ed, more the morrow honey x
x | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:12:33 PM | sailors give their souls
for a tot of rum, 8 bells
who tolls bells for you | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:13:58 PM | Sailors give their souls
To the mermaids of the sea
Oh sweet sweet decent! | |
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| Haiku #3
Posted: 7/5/2008 6:19:51 PM | oh sweet sweet decent
men like that are hard to find
they exist but find them | |
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