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***
Not a flutter, tent flap’s silent,
sweat runs in
rivulets,swishes of handmade
paper
fans, 500 strong,
a throng
listen ..
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The
arrogance of youth
the
incredible temerity
or perhaps
payment for a previous
life's
sins, youthfulness,
to let go
to ..
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modern English language short poem based on haiku principles
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The second
pour of coffee
pours
lukewarm, the curse
of a French
Press, I doubt
I do it
correctly. Raised in
a
fait..
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***
For
the second straight night
that
Godforsaken, Chirp!, wakes
me
up, I try to ignore it, Chirp!,
but
can't; Abby, m..
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***
I
feel like a crazoid this morning,
cousin
to the asteroid, as wild,
untamed
as my bed hair, as late
as
the model of my car.
..
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***
The
sweetness of cherry pies and oatmeal-raisin cookies,
all
those good things that disappear before you've
eaten
your ..
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Memory is a sound, chimes
of
the clock that struck the half hours,
a
waste of key winds in my opinion whengongsbelong to no part..
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haiku
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It
happens and then you're stuck
with
it, picking up the pieces, forced
to
choose which casket to buy,
to
remember where ..
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