When he left that day,
my physique showed all but glad
if he hopes to come
i'll lie by the chest
nut berries and pine summer
serenades to last
the winter till spring,
where mildew swings tickle grass
and laugh away life.
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When he left that day,
my physique showed all but glad
if he hopes to come
i'll lie by the chest
nut berries and pine summer
serenades to last
the winter till spring,
where mildew swings tickle grass
and laugh away life.
Well dear Pen please know
that your friends here cheer you on
and pray that all's well
please don't be afraid
life is full of crazy things
it's how you take it
A stiff upper lip
isn't that how it is done
but how would I know...
A friend I just met
Pendragon is his title
waits and waits and waits
Wondering what's next
what will tomorrow bring me
and all of those thoughts
Do not worry, friend
your loved ones are behind you
even dog and cat :)
Well, I shall sign off
this haiku with my best
wishes for you.
(to heck with the last line not being 'proper format', lol!)
Best wishes to you Pen, and to your family, as this has been a long road. Take care, you are in our thoughts.
Kizzo
Thanks to you my buds,
I could not make it alone—
But I don't have to...
Appreciate all
The poems, pictures, e-mails, wishes—
Calms my fears a bit...
I walk a harsh path
But it makes a better man
Forged in the flames...
I was arrogant
Once, thought myself above others—
Now, I know the truth…
Man is a shadow—
Legacy one leaves behind
That is important…
I want mine to be
Engraved upon marble stone:
“He never surrendered”…
Pendragon
© Tuesday, June 26, 2007
whispering do tell
secrets confessed in shadows
hushed the candle burns
hesitating not
holding back the hidden tale
darkened eyes express
absent are the words
silent lips tell nothing more
story is untold
time appears at dawn
sleeping sounds softly hearken
the heart confessed not
moments left behind
the unmade bed makes mention
concealed in the night
the open door closed
turning saying nothing more
until time again
How does one cautious
girl become so scratched and bruised
Just getting the mail?
just one turn too sharp
flipping and rolling, gouges
in my arm. THE PAIN!
Poor little Bailey
You are hurt so bad, and scared.
I’ll take care of you.
NO! school's on again!!
life, again, has been put off.
that lit flow is gone!! :(
:bawling:
As we speak a careful
woman is watching her child
a hens wing over me:thumbs_up
hens wing over me
protected by the shadow
there is no other
the care that we send
to one another in need
reaches grateful arms
[Hope you are feeling better soon, Bailey, and welcome to our humble Forum!] :)
A mom over her
child caring for all the pain.
My motherhubbard.
(Don't worry! With my mother? Puh-leese.
I'm not saying anything bad bad about you
mom because I LOVE YOU! and you've
helped me so.):banana:
whip-poor-will sings sad
upon my mountain byway
tornado touch down
locust trees shatter
like toothpicks spilled on floors
down on homes and cars
electricity--
well, we had to go without it
line draped across roof
but no one was hurt,
damage minimal at most
He gives and takes 'way
Down on Life's Highway...
Pendragon
© 6/29/07
The parchments shiver
As the frail quill jots down its
Imperfect efforts.
Is that why (if i
may ask) Uncle Pen comments
every posts but mine? :(
I do not mean to
Forget and never comment
On your poems, Sy
If they are not on
The first page I usually
Never go looking
Sorry if I hurt
Your tender feelings, mistakes
Happen now and then
I will try to be
Much more careful in future
Your Old Uncle Pen...
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...Kane/Sorry.gif
Tut tut! my mistake!
Please dont be sorry, Uncle!
I misunderstood. :(
In an earlier post
U wrote that u dont respond
To unworthy odes,
That u dont comment
On pieces, unless u have
Positive feedbacks.
So i got that fear,
Got a little skeptical
'Bout the posts i made.
Thought my poems were
Unworthy to that degree...
But its all good now.
Now I know better.
So no need to be sorry.
Thanks for being there. :)
Not unworthy odes,
Can there be such blasphemy?
I will not deride...
Manners cost nothing.
If you may not praise, say naught.
And now, time factors...
My illness limits
The time I may be on-line
I have much to do
I cannot get all
But others will speak as boldly
Give as good advice...
You should heed their words...
Pendragon
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1.../PuppyLove.gif
that of course i do
still the thread feels incomplete
without your fine touch !
:)
and if i may say,
i 've the best interests at heart.
hope u get well soon.
(did not mean to sound like u should go against ur health, in my earlier post)
For ‘Dole
Why would a poet flee
Just when his poetry flowers?
When he touches hearts...
Why run away now,
When the voice changes sweetly?
Harmony comes through...
Why hide the talent
Beneath a bushel basket
Where no one can see?
Write your lines, publish
them to the Forum, share with us
the song in your soul...
We still need you, 'Dole...
Pendragon
© 7/12/07
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...es/Friends.gif
Oh sing a glad song
for our lives are very short
here now, and then gone
Sing a grateful song
to our friends who stand by us
without them we sink
Sing a humble song
for things we take for granted
no matter how small
For it is truly
in quiet retrospect that
we stop and give thanks
©Karalynne Ducharme 07-07
Dedicated to my dear Venezuelan friend who, no matter what, is always there for me.
I love you! :) Kiz
Hide your face away
Say you never really cared—
You will think of me…
I wasn’t just another
On the roadway to dreamland—
You will think of me…
Shatter my heart now,
Wave in your rearview mirror—
You will think of me…
And somewhere out there,
On the other side of lonely—
You will think of me…
Pendragon
© 7/23/07
The quagmire of sin
Willingly I plunge
Blind inexperience meets
Foolish abandon
In the dark water
Heavy burden pressing down
I see no escape
Ears fill with silence
Overwhelming fear and doubt
Tinny bubbles cease
Holding on to faith
I call out to Heaven now
Willing to obey
Stretching forth His hand
Pulling me from my mistake
Though, I am still wet
The roar of the surf
deafened, which was a good thing
To numb my sadness
Gulls overhead search
the washed up fish lay stagnant
almost like my muse
Barefoot in the sand
maybe walk to Forever
the Song of the Sea
Viewpoint
driving roads unseen,
to unfamiliar locations,
touch of déjà vu…
don’t know when or how,
maybe imagination—
my mind recalls…things
there is a large house
should appear somewhere off right—
how did I know that?
crossroad coming up,
then railroad crossing above—
I have scared myself…
this road is dead end,
Sunset Memory Gardens—
the cemetery, and…
I the passenger—
not driver of the hearse—
final rest awaits…
Pendragon
© 8/31/07
:eek: Cant believe this thread fell soooooooo low!!!
Anyway, here are two haikus I liked, by a friend who's recently started writing haikus, and I'm the one who's more excited than her! hehe...
Sore graveness at heart
Destruction and despair deep--
Noone lives forever...
She lay still and cold,
Her pupils dialated,
Untimely came death.
And while I'm in this, let me also express my humble admiration for the above haiku by Uncle Pen. You are sooo not a dead poet!
Greetings, Everyone,
Sorry I have not posted;
Many things have changed.
My Career has gone
In a new direction which
Keeps me so busy.
As a result, I
Can't post as often I would
Like, or even read!
I sincerely hope
All of you and your loved ones
Are doing just fine.
Thank you for posting
Your beautiful Haikus; please
Keep up the good work!
:thumbs_up
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
dearest uncle lar
your back how nice to see you
glad to hear allz well
Missed you, Uncle Lar.
This thread has found its old gleam
Now that you are back!
Thank you for your words,
littlewing53 and
symphony; be well!
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
My dear Uncle Lar,
Your absence set off alarms!
Welcome home, mon ami!
Merci beaucoup, mon
Ami, Pendragon, for your
Kind words today. Cheers!
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
Falling fat teardrops
of rain against my window
mirror my own tears
Saving bottled time
Does that really work at all?
Delusion at best
But if I choose to be
Happy with illusion, then
Why bother me now?
Dream while dreams produce
Lovely hallucinations,
Escape from doldrums
Awake not sleeper!
A little slumber healthy
For your stressful mind…
Pen
9/10/07
our long lost uncle
has returned to us once more.
we are so lucky!
(i've been wondering about you!)
Here I am, sitting
At my Desk, wondering what
The Future will bring.
50 years hear our
cheers, half a century long.
Anniversary!!
Doffing his laurels
Augustus the peerless peered
at the thickening.
The Happy Wanderer
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Orphan child you smile
yet the road few travel looms
have a bite to eat
pink hair and piercings
change not what is inside you
beneath the tattoos
your dark circles tell
you are not as you appear
confident, maybe?
a place for you here
self-proclaimed child of the road
Great Spirit keep watch
♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~
This is meant to look like one of Issa's "Cup of Tea" haiku's.
a
spring
day
beautiful
with
flower
love me a little
and remember me always
and i will know peace