bring it on, hommie!
"Ahmm." "Ah, love, let us be true
to one another"
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bring it on, hommie!
"Ahmm." "Ah, love, let us be true
to one another"
to one another
be like gentle ripple curves
outward embracing.
outward embracing
leaves my skin all a tingle!
what could happen next?
what could happen next?
planetary positions
predict the future?
Predict the future?
I've been called a "psychic."
That doesn't make me one...
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That doesn't make me one
Alas, what are you saying?
Make me one of what?
Make me one of what,
the old sharks who feast on legs?
The water is cold.
The water is cold
I cannot go all the way
The life in me fails.
The life in me fails
To comprehend the harshness.
Death seems to be here.
death seems to be here,
the skirting glaze across brows
formerly blinking.
formerly blinking -
because death must have a death
wish. I don't do that
wish...I don't do that,
hopes are strangled in the fog,
crimsoned by the dawn.
crimsoned by the dawn
the glory we glow in straw
grown by the morning
grown by the morning
we state our elocution
and dissolve like night
and dissolve like night
our fondest cares and thinkings,
sand-stormed into light.
sand-stormed into light
the textured breeze fills our skin
with its commotion
with its commotion
the city stamps theatrics
of its underside.
Of it’s underside
I get a nice firm hand full
made vulnerable
made vulnerable
in a world filled with terror
newspapers sell fear
newspapers sell fear
a smidgeon of gossip, and
women with big boobs!
women with big boobs
gathered together shields us
from the deadly storm
^^^ LOL @ Bii.... I think I know which newspapers you're talkin' about too. LOL!
...and LOL @ ktd222 too.... what a mental image THAT leaves!! LOL!
from the deadly storm
whizzing and buzzing insects
fly in formation
fly in formation--
particles with fiery speed--
prompt atoms in them
prompt atoms in them
to move and buzz all around
friction caused heat
friction caused heat
uncaring words burnt red hot
burnt out eyes averse
burnt out eyes averse
to chills of empty snowfields
fill space with fire.
fill space with fire
smoke clouds my reality
I see what I want
To Symphony: I'm kind of put-off by the Haiku short format and don't feel very confident about writing them but your last bit was the best one I've noticed in some time. Just an opinion. quasi
I see what I want.
What others want to picture
Is their own business...
that throws apart dreams
scattered storybits windward
pieces of our lives
pieces of our lives
can come together in such
unexpected ways
unexpected ways
of circumnavigating
make me quite dizzy
make me quite dizzy
with those soft breathy kisses
and touch me right there
and touch me right there
where my heart used to beat strong
now an empty hole
now an empty hole
where a little grey hare lived
hiding from the fox
Hiding from the fox
The small grey hair witnesses
His brother chased down
His brother chased down
the bully, and whipped him good!
He cried like a girl.
He cried like a girl
which was not such a bad thing
in the big picture
in the big picture
will anyone ever care
what we've written here?
what we've written here
stains for all eternity
the minds of others
the minds of others
bobble along in the wind
like balloons on strings
like balloons on strings
thoughts weave and bob playfully
fat, and full of air.
fat, and full of air,
giant bullfrogs croak songs of
love unrequited