beside it, not in
I skirt the edges of love
refusing to drown
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beside it, not in
I skirt the edges of love
refusing to drown
refusing to drown
in a sea of emotion
still gasping for air
still gasping for air
i finally cross over
the big finish line
the big finish line
may be closer than you think,
don't race towards death
(yay! my haiku play-mate is back!!! :) )
don't race towards death
it is dark and scary, no?
head into the light.
kitten, that's so nice! :) I'm glad to play.
head into the light
let the warmth envelop you
without any fear
without any fear
life and love can be found not
on a street corner
on a street corner
old women are gossiping
life's simple drama
On a street corner
The Little Match Girl shivers
Winter wind can kill
opps, let me try again
Life's simple drama
Petty fodder for many
Willing to endulge
i can fix this.... :)
willing to indulge
a foreign car stops in front
of a candy store
of a candy store
I dream; of lollipops and
bright aniseed balls ;)
bright aniseed balls
hang not from the cherry tree
but sit in a tray.
but sit in a tray
keep your feet out of the snow
push...and off you go!
push...and off you go!
don't stop to breathe, just gulp in
enthusiasm
enthusiasm:
face life with it every
day. or you'll be sad.
day...or you'll be sad
my mother droned on and on.
I never listen.
i never listen
to the birds singing in trees
when i am sleeping.
when I am sleeping
on the shadow-side of Earth
you wake up the Sun.
you wake up the Sun
and the Earth starts revolving
again for my day.
you wake up the sun
As I wake from my slumber
Start the day anew
oops i messed up my last post :( i'll start again
again for my day
i see the world come to life
everything is calm
thats better...i started with the right line :)
Everything is calm
After the strom is over
Child plays in puddle
child plays in puddle
hopefully not face first in
the muddy wet mess
The muddy wet mess
can be easily cleaned up.
What about their pride?
What about their pride?
Land reappropriated
Holes poked in their past
holes poked in their past
left them wondering if they
were really alive.
were really alive
when buried in sea mud depths
not dead, but dirty
not dead, but dirty
pigs roll around in the mud
or else they sunburn.
or else they sunburn
tiny umbrellas give shade
wee ones protected
wee ones protected
from human depravity
hidden from the truth
hidden from the truth
documents shredded, white strips
full of nonsense words
full of nonsense words
somewhat like my poetry
strange images speak
strange images speak
when i look at the photos
these aren't my pictures!
these aren't my pictures
though the man protests too much
quietly they cry
quietly they cry
the unheard and unspoken
tossed by the wayside
tossed by the wayside
unwanted and forgotten
the empty people
The empty people
walking alongside of me
catch my attention
catch my attention
let me see into your eyes
show me who you are
show me who you are
share all your bumps and bruises
i shall keep you safe
I shall keep you safe
though the night is encroaching
on your sleeping face.