Hi Adolescent, I have been in other threads probably. I pop in and out of Haiku - quite addicted to it. Nice Haiku, A. I did write something today in Recent Poem.
turning soft and fair,
eyes glowing with moonbeams; love
invites me closer.
Hi Adolescent, I have been in other threads probably. I pop in and out of Haiku - quite addicted to it. Nice Haiku, A. I did write something today in Recent Poem.
turning soft and fair,
eyes glowing with moonbeams; love
invites me closer.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Very nice Janine.Originally Posted by Janine
Invites me closer
Only to spit in my face.
Hey bud, take this back.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Thanks Virgil, and to think I almost revised it and changed my mind. Interesting line you left me with...
Hey bud, take this back
Tough luck, don't need your help;
Pride can stand alone.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Pride can stand alone
and in the devil's fashion
strike a new discord.
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
- John Berryman
strike a new discord—
oh, for—may heaven help us!
can’t we get along?
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
can’t we get along?
Those words will ring loudest when
there's no selfish us.
There's no selfish us,
Within truly loving hearts,
We share life's bounty.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
we share's life's bounty
hold it like intuition,
acting on impulse
My hide hides the heart inside
acting on impulse,
on thoughts that are purely sweet,
and holding them close
My hide hides the heart inside
Hi Adolescent! Nice H.
And holding them close
These cherished memories; fine
Keepsakes reflect our past thoughts.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
keepsakes reflect our past thouts
'till they dwindle out,
extinguished memories
My hide hides the heart inside
Extinguished memories
quick from fish, elephant slow.
So which live longest?
Voices mysterious far and near,
Sound of the wind and sound of the sea,
Are calling and whispering in my ear,
Whifflingpin! Why stayest thou here?
So which live longest:
Memories incased in woe,
Or "joy", remembered?
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
or "joy" remembered,
long before its forgotten,
to be with us all
My hide hides the heart inside
to be with us all
all the moments we love best,
all times to cherish.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
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