In darkness is light /
Hiding in moments of doubt /
Deep in the promise.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Deep”
In darkness is light /
Hiding in moments of doubt /
Deep in the promise.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Leaves”
Give me all your love /
Leave your hate by the tall tree /
The leaves will shape it.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Dew stars”
Dew upon the grass /
Stars upon the nighttime sky /
Gas, light, water, life.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “alone”
The earth is lonely /
when filled with my thoughts only: /
love’s empty alone.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Eternal lie”
Sunlight, eternal lie /
says no other in the sky. /
Nightly suitors shine.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Dead like the stars”
The dead like the stars /
twinkle in memory’s gaze /
shine into the past.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Heavens are home”
The heavens are home /
to night’s turns of phrase and stars: /
love, mass, and light squared.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Open tapestry”
Open tapestry /
spinning forward the empty wheel /
time fulfilling yarn.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Adrift”
Drift in uncertain /
waters engulf all I am /
here tentatively.
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Photo finish Friday: “Half of it”
Sometimes, a relationship just doesn’t hold together.
The man in the waders
by David E. Booker
The man in waders
met the woman in half.
When others saw them,
they thought they were daft.
They met at the creek,
down by the water’s edge.
It was a salvage operation
of the heart it is said.
She could not say
where her lower half went.
Like a little mermaid
she was half woman, half rent.
The relationship didn’t last.
Alas it is said,
the fact she had no bottom
went straight to his head.
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