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Msg: 3180 (view)
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 3/30/2013 10:49:47 AM
So Wrong
ethics belong
not in some dusty book
but in the lovers one true look
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 610 (view)
Pull up a chair
Posted: 3/30/2013 10:44:42 AM
Ah m8t
all words have value and are of equal weight

Is there such a thing as a bad poet
or merely badly crafted verse
that failed to communicate
and left matters worse

For in the mind the intent is clear
the reasoning sound
yet when the pen scratches the mark
none of it is found

And so we strive on other day
and grapple with the pen
hoping one day the thought be clear
understood by all men

one hopes to stir emotion
in minds young and old
perhaps to make them take up the pen
if that thought be not too bold

For when we all communicate
that be our common bond
and barriers no longer there
can't stop those who respond

Empathy is born there
characters take their form
and lives revolves a little more
in this electronic norm
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Msg: 608 (view)
Pull up a chair
Posted: 3/29/2013 2:59:06 PM
Well thank you fair maid
you know, it often makes me at least smile
and sometimes just plain laugh
that I have raced on nearly every circuit in the world
later to become the very prototype of the airline road warrior
I have sauna'd with movie stars and lunched with kings
yet the two things in this world I have most affinity with
are a tortoise and an old truck
now that surely, must make anyone laugh!

The pebble is smooth
worn by the sea
smoothed by the sand
held by me

I see in its form
history of angle
remnants of facets
hints of age

I wonder who has trodden this stone
when it was that they did roam
was it for a soothing swim
or were they bringing the last catch in

Though this pebble be of stone
it is a time machine of its own
if I hold it to my ear like a shell
I wonder what stories it could tell

today this stone be paperweight
as it holds my jacket as I sit and wait
so that this brisk breeze onshore
can not whisk it away evermore

Its duties fulfilled
I place it back on shore
I wink at the stone
to make my goodbye
it doesn't wink back
or even say bye
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Msg: 606 (view)
Pull up a chair
Posted: 3/25/2013 1:59:14 PM
I know not much in this world
but I do know this
I am proud
to be english
proud to be alive
proud to be me
proud to be free

I know the throws of compassion
its sometime bitter sweet taste
the way it can cloud bright clear eye
when things are laid to waste

like all who walk this planet
I am both fire and ice
how much of each I bring to bear
can alter in a thrice

I am at least the equal
of any living man
I ask or give no quarter
as I wander through these lands
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Msg: 604 (view)
Pull up a chair
Posted: 3/23/2013 9:32:40 AM
Aye lass
well said...

Husbands, wives & lovers
markers we meet along the way
life's winding road has its say
we carry on anyway
it matters only that we play

For 'tis but a game
so smile as life chucks the dice
laugh again and once more thrice
for we will never make more sound
once we lay underground

So keep that smile in your eye
as you sometimes see others spy
smile back into that stare
so they know your presence there

For some family is manyfold
a source of joy when you are old
in your stead they mark time
and will become the later line

it will be they who look back
on things you have not yet done
when the final count has run
plan your next action carefully
it may make your memory ever be
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Msg: 602 (view)
Pull up a chair
Posted: 3/1/2013 4:50:41 PM
Welcome one and all
and thank you for your words in these halls

simple thought and simple deed
oft fulfill our basic need
when we stray far from this lore
like as not the mood will fall

but we all possess inside a word
and this we must strive to make heard
when we manage this by day
in conversation we can play

for even early man
could communicate with grunt and hand
if we could but back in this time stare
I am sure we would see tenderness there

community therefore needs not a book
but merely eyes to look
and if those eyes are you and me
I wonder what we both will see
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Msg: 599 (view)
Thoughts of Orapin
Posted: 2/28/2013 7:56:23 AM
Krung Thep
Mai Suwai Mak Na
Its not what you are looking at
But what you see

Sabai Sabai
Ageless wisdom
floats on by
wasted on farange each day
as they tread a different way

Poo Ying or Khun Nai
each must choose as sights drift by
it is the thought behind the eye
that will cause a smile or sigh

This seemingly superficial place
seemingly thoughtless race
merely use a differing gauge
simply complex
devoid of rage

Sights and sounds of old phrae
Lampang before your there
Tak province for the day
wooden warriors have their say

simple food in small soi
in peoples eyes a sense of joy
if I but knew these days once more
I would no longer be behind the door

We squander what we fail to see
until its meaning more clearly
slowly expands inside our mind
found reverts back to find

I long that their world won't change
like chatuchak it remains
a never ending walk of awe
and reverence of all before
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Msg: 3634 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 2/23/2013 11:41:44 AM
And ready to go
out into that world we know
or so it would seem
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Msg: 598 (view)
chilling to Wink Burcham
Posted: 2/23/2013 4:05:57 AM
The clock on the dashboard
aint no good at telling the time
but dont wanna change it
as its a friend of mine

get deafened by the creak when I open the door
when I close it it makes much more
not only do I hear it
I can feel it through the floor

still, this old truck and me
understand each other
not so much metal
more like a brother

He can be a grumpy old soul
and bits of him work differently each day
but he always gets you where you want to go
slow enough just so's you know

but it makes you lift your head
look around at this green land
salted air and seagull scream
picture postcard essential scene

Then your joints dont ache so bad
actually the pain makes you feel glad
that you can at least still feel
this thought makes you laugh behind the wheel

just a silly old man
in an old lump of steel
both a little rusty
both a little tired
both still carrying
a little fire
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Msg: 597 (view)
Git Er Done
Posted: 2/16/2013 1:16:58 PM
On this large world
Revel at the rise of Sun
and its setting in the sea
Hope to share that with someone
hands that hold are ever free

When you feel out of the race
Feel sun upon your face
orange glow through closed lid
memories of being a kid

Recall grandfathers face
remember fathers grace
Hope they are proud of you
until your next meeting is due

Watch the seagull wheel in air
wish you were also there
feel the flicker of a smile
savor it for just a while

Now get along about your day
smile at all who come your way
Crank that music in the car
and sing along like a rockstar
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Msg: 596 (view)
Valentines Day
Posted: 2/14/2013 2:57:38 PM
When silence comes
hearts stand still
no breath is drawn
waiting for the breaking dawn

The silence now
deafening be
swept away
the likes of me

All I can do is reach out a hand
hope it reaches across the land
However its skin already pale
grasps the coldness of the fail

so eyes close
as does the day
both continue
along their way

Not to look back
not in fear
not however
without a tear
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Msg: 595 (view)
So Much Rain
Posted: 2/10/2013 9:55:30 AM
A simple heart
a gentle soul
things any man craves to know
The bitter rain
the driving cold
how quickly this day is old

so much unsaid
so much to say
to be kept for another day
I feel so bad
which should not be
now you are not with me

An unexpected gift makles me smile
as I think over it awhile
Peter Gabriels music in my mind
words so apt at the time

Then I watched your form so frail
disappear along a rail
The driving rain has me wet through
All I can think of is you
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Msg: 594 (view)
Himachal Pradesh
Posted: 2/7/2013 4:41:27 PM
Strong, and yet so frail
And yet one can not fail
to feel the want behind the words
the isolation from the herd
a need as yet unrealized
a hint of character behind the eyes
a train to make another day
change perhap the future way
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Msg: 593 (view)
Sol y Terra
Posted: 2/2/2013 1:24:24 AM
Blinding sun on my face
Yet the ground is icy cold
Elemental forces at play
As in the days of old

The sullen earth resists the warmth
Even though great heat is at her heart
Time will see her once more thaw
And the chill will soon depart

As her blood heats up
Her lips will part
To form a ready smile
And sun will cause things to grow
In celebration of the fertile

The gravity of this old scene
Means eventually the earth will turn
Sun will also veer away
Her advances now to spurn

So this becomes their cycle
Repeated endlessly without mirth
A millennium tale of constant sun
And ever changing earth

Unchanging sun confused by earth
Carries on about his way
Knowing soon earth will once more thaw
So he smiles at the thought of that day

There are many worlds the sun has seen
But few that have real worth
Where his seed of warmth has such effect
As upon the feckless earth

So although at times he boils with rage
Casting fire into the sky
Sun knows the one thing to settle him
Will be earths sight once more in his eye
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Msg: 592 (view)
How's Things
Posted: 2/2/2013 12:38:47 AM
Things last until things change
Things change all the time
Things adapt and things move on
Things are mighty fine

When things are said and things are done
Things come to a head
Things never thought of
Become the things by which we're led

The things that then define us
Are the things that we do
More accurately the things we don't
Is the thing that makes it true

What a word thing is
Is there anything it can not do
It wields an awesome power
Over things like me and you
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Msg: 591 (view)
My lovely Sara
Posted: 2/1/2013 10:51:32 AM
It was this day
many years ago
I laid a flower on the ground
whose sight reminded me
you could not be found
delicate petals laying there
delicate as your soft hair

no longer would I feel
emotions borne from that so real
the power of true pure love
fragile as a landed dove

A piece of me is buried with you
a piece so vital between us two
and peace I have never known hence
the road has been my recompense

You would by now have children of your own
who may have just about flown
leaving us to smile once more
at all the things that came before

this history was never made
our daylight is soon to fade
only death will make us whole
which comforts this weary soul

But I have yet more miles in me
I will tell you of them when we are free
Until then you will have to wait
I promise though I'll not be late
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Msg: 590 (view)
The pedant waits
Posted: 1/29/2013 12:07:29 PM
hoping this feeling won't last
this idleness which comes to pass
kicking ones heels mentally
binds you somehow internally

I see in my mind a far off goal
candid fresh yet somehow worn
I steadily plan its course each day
its end not yet here to stay

So, like many before me
and many yet to come
I set my targets and mark the time
to the beat of an unheard drum

The English winter stands tall and proud
and blusters all with hail
so I do battle every day
determined not to fail
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Msg: 2726 (view)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 1/29/2013 12:03:15 PM
hoping this feeling won't last
this idleness which comes to pass
kicking ones heels mentally
binds you somehow internally

I see in my mind a far off goal
candid fresh yet somehow worn
I steadily plan its course each day
its end not yet here to stay

So, like many before me
and many yet to come
I set my targets and mark the time
to the beat of an unheard drum

The English winter stands tall and proud
and blusters all with hail
so I do battle every day
determined not to fail
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Msg: 2724 (view)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 1/26/2013 12:46:47 PM
Wings spread now, gaze alock
on my own away from the flock
Feeling free hanging on the breeze
the beauty of it sets me at ease

gliding through the air it seems
almost as if borne in dreams
to feel the urgent thermal lift
like invisible mighty cliff

then the downward spiral plunge
muscles straining bursting lungs
firing through the air so fast
wishing this moment ever to last
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Msg: 589 (view)
glass fibre and seagull
Posted: 1/24/2013 12:56:13 PM
Driving along past snow covered houses
christmas cake hedges line the way
Emsworth beauty not lost upon me
as I start this simple day

Sunseeker bound is this journey
off to see the yard in build
like a line of virgins boats are there
future stories yet to reveal

fever and fervour abounds in this place
as about myriad tasks all there race
fiddling and fettling
fluffing to primp
not one single task ever to skimp

all this action makes my heart smile
I feel at home
this place is my style
honest craftsmen honestly craft
my eyes delight in worthy graft

All to soon its time to go
business concluded it would appear so
glass fibre and seagull distilled in the nose
One long last look as the car door I close
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Msg: 587 (view)
Posted: 1/21/2013 1:49:19 PM I see
Well here in the south of England
where we have a lilt similar to Jack Sparrow
we say Gertcha, which is kind of the same
(as it has many meanings) Youtube "Gertcha"
Chas & Dave will explain
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Msg: 585 (view)
Posted: 1/20/2013 12:33:58 PM
Now young lady
if you would be so kind
to let me peer into your mind

what does that mean?
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 583 (view)
Posted: 1/20/2013 4:34:47 AM
Ma'am, as always
I tug my forelock to you

For I am indeed quite insane
this old character full of stains
so many sandwhich's short of a picnic
I am declared famine

My marbles will never be found
lord only knows where they abound
to find them I should run and scurry
but actually I dont even worry

For if all around me is the norm
cast me adrift in manic storm
for in that maelstrom of insanity
one can find simple humanity

So I remain here daft as brush
no longer in any form of rush
I would progress to be a schizophrenic
but I can't stand crowds

so quietly
I shall remain
ever me
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Msg: 581 (view)
Posted: 1/20/2013 4:06:36 AM
It seemed to me a long time ago
when full of youth and so koksure
people are crazy

Then years began to roll on by
and many a thing I did spy
that led me to a new revelation
people are crazy

Then in some new found reality
a sense of peace came over me
and I accept quite willingly
people are crazy

When you do mad things when young
people say you will pay for these things later
now later is here I must agree
and do so wholeheartedly
yet still I can not fail to see
people are crazy

Now wizzened like old country oak
mainly veiled behind careful cloak
I see people who appear quite sane
I am crazy

Apologies for the intentional misspelling of one word but POF in its wisdom has decided that a farming term relating to the overtly proud attitude of a feathered foul is somehow innately sexual...who knew!!
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Msg: 3004 (view)
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 1/19/2013 8:05:48 AM
Dumb luck
sticks and whats worse
takes some time to disperse
more potent than old witches curse
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 3477 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 1/19/2013 7:56:24 AM
Awaiting the day
Mighty Sun melts snow away
and green shoots will rise
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Msg: 2707 (view)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 1/19/2013 7:50:31 AM
When all alone
silence can be heavy as stone
inside a head full of thought
can come insight or often naught

When all alone
you hate that ringing telephone
its sound signifies some other need
that you by action must go and feed

When all alone
four walls can seem mighty small
struggling to find your place in it all
trying not to once more fall

when all alone
peace pervades through every bone
freedom to do just what you will
forget the clock and just chill

when all alone
you remember that touch
and how it meant so much
when all alone
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Msg: 478 (view)
4 Lines
Posted: 1/19/2013 7:39:48 AM
Had to put the jeep in four wheel drive
to stop the slip and the slither on the roadside
came home to find a snow covered Suzuki
look at the world, what a thing of beauty
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Msg: 2695 (view)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 1/15/2013 3:21:00 PM
don't think I'll bother answering the door
this world doesn't need me much anymore
just enjoy my own time alone
close the curtains turn off the phone

evermore I find
I reach a simple peace of mind
when I merely put pen in hand
so ink flows in gentle strands

Fluidly my thoughts set down
quietly without a sound
even though none are around
they are sometimes electronically found

all who may read these words will share
a brief moment with me in thin air
if you could see in this place
you would see a smile on my face
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Msg: 3000 (view)
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 1/15/2013 3:05:15 PM
Gone home
no more to roam
all my seeds have been sown
finally stopped the rolling stone
at last
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Msg: 580 (view)
eyeball popping vacuum
Posted: 1/11/2013 7:35:18 AM
Hello fair maid....well..all I can say on the matter is...

But could I hear them scream in space
I would see of course panic on their face
They have made my blood boil with their chatter
Now theirs literally will as space they shatter
This would appear to be just
For simply bothering all of us

Flowery language like flowery shirts
Achieve little and make ears hurt
But when the pert and concise adhere
It is music to my ear

So take but, maybe, sometimes, and if
Mercilessly push them over cliff
Stick with does, is, always, and are
Together then we will go far
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Msg: 579 (view)
Marie Celeste
Posted: 1/8/2013 12:24:21 PM
Blithering idiots
Blather all day
It seems in deed they have much to say
The real shame is
Its in roundabout way

Why use one word
When you can use more
I think indeed they keep rigid score
If only I could wire their jaws shut
It would quicken the reaching
Of the inevitable "but.."

They know them all
Fantastically describe simple chore
Overwhelmingly portray their case
Can I legally put piranha on their face

All these dark thoughts
I have time to think
Whilst the tirade continues
Akin to slow filling a Belfast sink

Could I strap them to a boat
Push them into parts remote
Where at the slightest sound of their antics
The RAF would use them as target practise

If this boat drifted into the Bermuda triangle
They would argue its at least a pentangle
As the incessant words continued evermore
The Marie Celeste crew would run for shore
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Msg: 3418 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 1/7/2013 11:00:19 AM
Nature grows restless
Winter shrugs, pulling on boots
heads straight for the door
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Msg: 578 (view)
The Old Ladys Smile
Posted: 1/1/2013 12:01:42 PM
I looked at her face
It was not unusual
Or remarkable
Merely touched by the passage of time

Like many her age
Years of makeup had had its wage
Years of chemicals on the hair
Had left it gray and thin and bare

Wrinkle lines and small crows feet
Combined to make the image complete
Yet the sum outweighed the parts
When her smiling eyes did start

Blotches and freckles fade away
When those two eyes come to play
I wish younger women would her stare
To appreciate what be there

Beauty is not to be found in bottle
Nor does it come from Aristotle
It is a light that shines within
Never feckless as is skin

And the cherry on that cake
When those eyes a smile doth break
Is the final little blush
That causes in those who behold it a hush
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Msg: 577 (view)
Reginald George
Posted: 1/1/2013 1:00:04 AM
“Dad, I am glad I got that from you!”
The discipline
The fortitude
Bloody minded determination
Keen sense of observation

I fail however to match your grace
I rarely see it in my face
Another year has drawn to end
I still miss my best friend
My rock in tempest
My port in storm
The world without you still not warm

As life dealt you its last cruel blow
I watched you dwindle ever so
Yet you made that dwindling great
And grew to make it dissipate

All around constantly amazed
At the valour of your ways
But a pale shadow of your whole
I will ever carry you in my soul
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Msg: 576 (view)
Wolf's Bane
Posted: 1/1/2013 12:58:49 AM
When you hear the wolf howl
He neither be fish nor foul
Sees brightened moonlit sky
Walks the earth and wonders why

Why he see's eye's full of fear
Why they tense when he is near
Why they shout soon to cry
Why they can't just let him by

Undisturbed, he disturbs none
Never still but never run
Happy in his company
Alone is when he is free

So if you feel in you the need
His progress to impede
You will find his tooth and claw
Make you regret evermore

This is the way of the beast
If not friend than you are feast
He was not born that way
But caused by events not in his say

Sharp eyes with which to thrive
Strong will to long survive
Harsh struggles often thrill
Eventually it always kills

When that wolf is old and grey
He knows time will have its say
When it does he will look its eye
And not let it pass him by
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Msg: 2670 (view)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 1/1/2013 12:48:04 AM
“Dad, I am glad I got that from you!”
The discipline
The fortitude
Bloody minded determination
Keen sense of observation

I fail however to match your grace
I rarely see it in my face
Another year has drawn to end
I still miss my best friend
My rock in tempest
My port in storm
The world without you still not warm

As life dealt you its last cruel blow
I watched you dwindle ever so
Yet you made that dwindling great
And grew to make it dissipate

All around constantly amazed
At the valour of your ways
But a pale shadow of your whole
I will ever carry you in my soul
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2940 (view)
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 1/1/2013 12:22:42 AM
In silhouette
Stone marbled by the sky
What will I see as I pass by
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2934 (view)
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 12/31/2012 12:07:15 PM
Stage boat
White water churns
Salt laden spray to taste
Memory made in its broad wake
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 575 (view)
the witching hour
Posted: 12/31/2012 11:11:00 AM
To all whose words I appreciate

We live in a golden age
Where friend may not yet be met
Whose words inspire you daily
Distance now the dim past

I am nothing but an age hardened man
with a still soft heart
I gladly share with you
To read each others joy and pain
Often see's us through

This old year is soon to die
Another born for you & I
Time gone past brought us here
To go forward in good cheer

Whichever god you call your own
May bring you comfort in your home
I tonight will stay in this place
Until I feel Sun upon my face
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Msg: 3371 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 12/29/2012 4:02:22 PM
it sounds much better
With the silencers removed
Grannie scaring noise
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Msg: 2920 (view)
Cinquain on the Membrane
Posted: 12/29/2012 6:54:52 AM
Play film
Douse lights to see
Words alive on big screen
All unfolding scene to scene
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 3368 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 12/29/2012 6:48:43 AM
The world just spins on
So hang on with all your might
Just enjoy the flight
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2667 (view)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 12/29/2012 6:45:27 AM
If not yet blind
perchance one may find
That single spark to light the way
When darkness falls into your day

Use that spark to fan the flame
Render dark horizon lame
When the fire licks at the sky
Banish dark with hot goodbye

One single spark be so kind
Once more fire addled mind
Out of this thought bred kiln of knowing
Purpose will soon be showing
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 3366 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 12/29/2012 6:30:58 AM
Join nature's soiree
Fitting survivalists say
Just live day to day
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Msg: 573 (view)
the whiching hour
Posted: 12/28/2012 5:04:42 PM
A wordsmith
That's as may be
An old smith
'This plain to see
A blacksmith
As sheep I be
A locksmith
Without a key
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 3363 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 12/28/2012 4:58:42 PM
Must kindle one's heart
Stick to stone with friction start
Moss to ease the way
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 572 (view)
Decembers Passed
Posted: 12/28/2012 4:55:59 PM
Sleep befuddles
An old man's muddles
I wish this pillow
Gave greater cuddles
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 3361 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 12/28/2012 4:46:48 PM
A NEW sun one day
Will cast its light far away
To light a dark place
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 3359 (view)
Haiku Connection - Part IV
Posted: 12/28/2012 4:31:50 PM
Ancient dance survives
Race memory for the tribe
Their lore to live on
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