Haiku II
My old office would play “Haiku tag” via email. It became a regular event when things slowed down. The challenge would hit your inbox with a subject picked at random. Some of the best three-liner’s came from those not chosen, but had to chime in anyway. There were no rules.
I no longer work there, but I keep in touch with some of my former co-workers by the occasional “haiku spam”. It’s my way of saying hello.
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Dreams of peace
Along pebbled riverside
With wonder
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inspiration fades
hidden colors bide the storm
along the river
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petals bursting red
standing tall for all who see
thorns guard thy beauty
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red shirted boy sits
aside boulders in the sun.
wiping away tears
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last days of summer
drips from the leaves make it known
should have worn some socks
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Boo’s drift through the night
Painted faces. Trick or treat.
Darkness frightens me.
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In synthetic caves
We hide from mother nature
With great contentment
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Still cold under foot
Dawn breaks through cracked window shade
But leave the socks off
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White covers the ground
On glass his scribbles appear
The playground will wait
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Tall grass hides the boy.
Year numbered ten long gone by.
Father, he awaits.
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Morning breezes chill
Sneaking through open window
Duck under cover
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Early morn – rain falls
Afternoon – more rain falling
Still the birds sing out
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Blue. The sky above
Empty waiting for stars
the sun takes a bow
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red-shirted boy sits.
aside boulders in the sun,
he wipes away tears.
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Lonely file sitting
Edits come, make me perfect
Do I still exist?
In the western sky
hidden winks from waxing moon
Venus shines her light
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Thriving words – So near.
Gently placed with expert hand.
At home she rests mute.
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my pen without ink
sand between my shriveled toes
the sun goes to bed
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never satisfied
not wanting to get away
rain streaks my window
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winter late to come
the cold wakes
from restless slumber
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light in cloudless sky
cast in darkness from above
shadows never sleep
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Shed your wisdom seeds
Along the footpath you share
Youth eager to learn
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My eyes wide open
An illusion in my mind
Where perfection lives
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Don’t be so blue
Everything comes to an end. . .
I will catch you
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Thoughts I would not think
Warm, cozy. . . forever real
Or is it a dream?
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Dreams keep me in bed.
Reality. Do not want.
Just nine more minutes.
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He sits there. Frozen.
In the park once known so well.
Age has crippled him.
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Lusting after Impossible things
Lack of effort not the cause
Passers by cuddle their raincoats
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Intrinsic beauty
Hidden within those blue eyes
I’m lost behind them
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Never soon enough
The pillow awaits my sleep
To dream, perchance? Aye!