A Long Twisted Haiku

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A Long Twisted Haiku--

I hug my pillow

at night and think about you,

wondering if we

will ever be face to face.

It is good to live--

The internet blows my mind;

Connections with words

stealing a mental embrace.

I watch my cat fight

outside in the morning light.

She swishes her tail,

growling and lunging at other.

Sidetracked by A-Team--

Nostalgia from my past life

washes through my brain.

Did those days ever exist?

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cat and mind wander
both growling on an old fence
all three should be fixed

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Tossed and tangled sheets

Sleeping solo in double bed

Long and lonely nights.

 

(D, your poem made me sad, remembering some of the nights I've spent when I was un-able to turn off my mind and sleep.  Writch's made me laugh . . .)

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Haikus are short, sure,

But can have the same beauty

Of lengthy poems.

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Sadsongster, I am sorry my poem made you sad.  It's not really sad but just, I guess, pragmatic.  Wow!  Think what kind of poems I would write if I weren't on anti-depressants! lol

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an eye in a box
tears up with sinful laughter
but hides saintly fears

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fashioned human clay
fired in kilns of martyrs
hold divine beauty

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ewww...I like that! I am inadvertently and/or subconsciously saying that I feel boxed in...?  That's Rich! Kiss

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unexplainable
mustard seeds sowed in a field
will shelter song birds

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When evil expands

Its holdings across the world,

Righteousness resists.

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theweaponking wrote:

When evil expands

Its holdings across the world,

Righteousness resists.


try more imagery, less abstraction...

choking vines and weeds
wilt under the glory of
the valley lily

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The poor light bulb dies

As the cruel hand cuts off

Its source of power.

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That haiku may be better but hey,

My brain does not function in that way.

I'm not descriptive,

I am narrative.

Which can make my work boring and gray.