Nothing but darkness
Nothing but absence of life
Life darkness nothing
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Nothing but darkness
Nothing but absence of life
Life darkness nothing
Life darkness nothing -
that is a lot of somethings
adding to nothing.
Adding to nothing
Endlessly. Emptiness is
Ever consuming
Ever consuming,
glowering dark bullies 'till
light trickles away
light trickles away,
diffusing through a membrane
towards my universe
towards my universe
hurtle stone butterflies, their
wings break shimmering
Wings break shimmering
Skies, as dappled light brings shade
To dim, pale eyes
to dim, pale eyes the
slight glint of a tree held moon
causes nightblindness
causes nightblindness—
your lights on high beam passing—
just being a jerk…
[not the greatest job I've ever done... everyone has an off-day...] :rolleyes: :blush:
Causes nightblindedness-
the wailing eaves hit by my
falling steel-hearted battalions
just being a jerk
isn't enough. Be a prick too!
Once a jerk, always...
Some anger there, ktd? ;)
Once a jerk, always—
Maybe not, anyone can change
Sand becomes pearls…
As sand becomes pearls,
so my stark life has blossomed _
time is the fodder.
Nice haiku susan.
time is the fodder.
Ah! Now seeing myself clearest
through retrospection.
Through retrospection
the eye inverts to see light.
The heart, our heat source.
thank you ktd. I like how you carried the thought through in yours!
The heart, our heat source,
burns coals reddened by passion;
love's mem'ries burn bright.
love's mem'ries burn bright—
that first kiss, our first embrace—
tender moments past…
tender moments past
as tender moments will do:
without remembrance
without remembrance
of past stumbles, I wander
the same pot-holed road.
The same pot-holed road
Winter blues have me way downhill
Gray skies and pathos.
Gray skies and pathos
Troubled visions of great scope
Comprise my slumber.
Compromise my slumber?
How dare you wake sleeping beasts
For something paltry?
.............Just dropping by....................
Shouty and MissC, I haven't seen either of you around lately. Nice to see you back.
For something paltry
we waste so much of our hearts.
The soul slowly dies.
The soul slowly dies,
draining away like some small,
dissappearing act.
Hi Virgil, see I have remained faithful to Haiku. I always have time for addictive Haiku - it is easy and quick and I can always fit it in. Liked your last Haiku and the one after yours too - ktd222's.
Dissappearing act -
He left with barely a word,
No love left conveyed.
No love left conveyed,
lingering light, but loudly
for love of longing.
for love of longing
she has been laughing at her
ill intelligence
ill intelligence,
mingled with a heart of stone—
major bad decisions…
Major bad decisions
Litter the record of our
Dismal history.
Dismal history:
consist of things not done,
nor things left unsaid.
Nor things left unsaid,
Could heal our wounded heart beats -
Still, a death follows.
Still a death follows
The September afternoon.
Tears at odd moments.
Tears at odd moments
Wind rustles leaves on the ground
My hand is empty
My hand is empty
It's space remains unfulfilled
Blood flows through its flesh
Blood flows through its flesh -
the thing that's sensible
in this senseless world.
in this senseless world—
everyone needs something to hold—
just to believe in…
just to believe in
themselves. Shallow people swim
in shallow waters.
In shallow waters
Fish glide peacably, crabs walk
With brackish anthems.
with brackish anthems,
quick tempered tempos, pinch and
side step tango waves
side step tango waves
upon waves, drowns each step, and
and erases days