ready to snip it....
scissors cut and clip around
Sweet Potato Pie
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ready to snip it....
scissors cut and clip around
Sweet Potato Pie
sweet potatoe pie
is tasty with collard greens
and yes barbeque
and yes barbeque
would be a nice way to start
this happy new year....
this happy new year
i anticipate good things
awaiting us all
awaiting us all—
The Scythe of the Reaper:
afterwards unseen...
afterwards unseen
even though i stretched my wings
feathers touched the sky
feathers touched the sky,
my wings were one with the wind,
clouds became my cloak...
clouds became my cloak
i swooped amongst the small ones
distributing hope
distributing hope
among the little pure minds
which are now distressed
which are now distressed
and oftentimes overwhelmed
with the need to live
with the need to live
what else can i do but give
what i am left with...
what am I left with
but empty boxes coldly
staring at blank walls?
staring at blank walls
of parchment yet unmarred,
loaded pen ready...
loaded pen ready...
on your marks...get set...go! The
race is wide open...
Cool Avy, TheFifthElement.
Race is wide open,
and we'll all reach the finish
line eventually
line eventually
reaching between you and me
please draw me closer
Please draw me closer
I miss you so, Caroline
Let me come to you
let me come to you,
and show you I'm better at
playing hide and seek
...
How can I live
Freely in this crowded world
With no room to move.
mazHur
Something has happened
My heart is beating faster
Did you think of me?
mazHur
mazHur: You can only post the shared haiku in here, that is, u have to start a haiku with the last line of the previous poster. Please post your haikus in the All Haikus Are Welcome - thread.
You can drop a shared haiku too while in here. :) The rules are on the first page of this thread.
Oh, I am sorry. As a newcomer to this splendid site and to the internet, I missed out this technical imperative.
please excuse me for my initial page operational mistakes
thanks all
mazHur
Not a problem, mazHur. :)
of the twinkling stars,
and the woodwinds in the leaves,
the night tells stories
....
The night tells stories
Like the maids of Boccacio
Decamaron lives.
mazHur
Decamaron lives
erotic yet so tragic
stories from our past
Stories from our past
Speak of love and compassion
So unlike today
so unlike today,
tomorrow embraces me
like a lost brother
like a lost brother
he reached through my life, my love,
leaving peace behind
leaving peace behind
why go abroad to bring peace
to lose what we have
to lose what we have
holding yesterday's sunset
seen but soundless heard
seen but soundless heard
no robin will ever sing
the song once he sang
the song once he sang,
his voice, an angel crying,
brings tears to my eyes.
brings tears to my eyes
the thought of separation
from my dear love.
from my dear love
wishes tied with heart's ribbons
trailing behind me
trailing behind me
Are the memories of Love
Not accomplished
not accomplished tasks
huge differences between
efforts and actions
edit:
Constantly nagging
will just mean endless scowls from me.
oh well, need a spank?
Constantly nagging...
she no more seemed a woman
but a banishee
oh well, need a spank?
Oh, not a bad idea
go ahead cute hands