Friday, June 8, 2018

Sourd (Haikus)


The words me and I
Have overcome the calmness
Possibility

Spinning in myself
Thoughtlessness and vanity
My true self reeling

The false face showing
Insistence that I am right
The long distance

A look in the face
Professing to know them too
Realization

I'm tapping my ears
Attempting to hear a sound
Frantically now

Soundlessly screaming
As I realize my mistake:
Overemphasized

Begging for a change
Pleading for my cause again
With words I can't hear

Simple melody
And the absence of the word,
The deafening "me"
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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 ...
  • The Rain
    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...
  • Late
    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...