Away and again,
she sweeps the stars from her eyes;
dreams leave, day arrives.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Away and again”
Away and again,
she sweeps the stars from her eyes;
dreams leave, day arrives.
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Freeform Friday: “A Pillow”
A pillow here,
a pillow there,
a pillow skyward
into the air.
A cloud up there
it may not be
nor a marshmallow
for me to see.
A pillow here,
a pillow there,
off the bed to
the floor I share.
I wrestle nightly
with my pillows.
At times they feel
like armadillos.
Curled tight as
if to protect
many dreams and
a few regrets.
A pillow here,
a pillow there,
if you ask nice
I might just share.
But my dreams
are mine to keep;
they bring comfort
while I sleep.
A pillow here, a pillow there. If you ask nice, I might just share.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Melancholy sun”
Clouds roil: lovers engage
sparks, thunder, desires collide.
Melancholy sun.
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Freeform Friday: Haiku: “Fall”
Brown among the green,
Mower mutters over grass.
Fall beckons the leaves.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Know not folly”
The stars in heaven
know not the human folly.
That is their beauty.
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Haiku to you Tuesday: “Rasslin’ to embrace”
Beer can and bacon
firehouse chili
rasslin’ to embrace.
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Workshop weekend: limerick: “Hard hat hair dresser”
There once was a hair dresser in a hard hat
who heard cannon fire, loud bass, and rumblings that
made me ask, “Is the end near?”
She said, “Oh no, but I fear
your hairdo would scare all nine lives from a cat.”
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Freeform Friday: “Oh, my … Outlook”
Oh, my poopy Outlook
Oh, what can I say?
It lives its life upsetting
me both night and day.
I tried to get if fixed so its
problems would be put away.
But masterful ministrations
won’t keep all its issues at bay.
I sit at my desk and wrestle
with one issue or the next.
Oh, my poopy Outlook,
your outlook has me vexed.
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Freeform Friday: Limerick: “Lady from Roane”
There once was a lady from Roane
who could have fun even while being alone.
She’d let her fingers do the walking
and cries of joy do the talking
by herself or sometimes on the phone.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Refraction”
Day begins again,
touched by fog and memories,
refracted by sun.
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