What if everybody used people's names
Instead of the word, "Hello"
Or the constant "How are you doing?"
And put what they actually wanted to mean
In the words they speak,
Rather than just speaking
without meaning.
Those who know you
Speak your name.
There is a certain power
Behind the echos behind
Your flexible ears.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...
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There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
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The humble drops of water Fall from the furthest reach Onto modern art in the garden: Flushing the angles of the sculpture Of the gum wr...
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When I said I'm scared that was an understatement. When I'm too blind to see things when they happen And too used to second chance...