Do people still dream
with life more real than naught
draw me a picture
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- December 10th, 2014, 12:23 am
- Forum: Haiku
- Topic: december now -ku
- Replies: 63
- Views: 8502
Re: Purgatory
Just the idea of Purgatory used to scare the shit out of me when I was a kid. Catholic upbringing was all about blackmail, at least that's what it seemed like. Not complaining, just had a profound influence on how I think today. Me and God talk all the time even now. It's a bit one-sided. Sometimes ...
- December 7th, 2014, 11:06 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: the heart of 4 a.m.
- Replies: 3
- Views: 568
Re: the heart of 4 a.m.
"...you're are a lousy actor, I'd cut all of your scenes…"
Enjoyed the sentiments. If only it were this easy
Willy Shakespeare had it right back in the day...
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players
As You Like It / Act II Scene vii
68degrees
Enjoyed the sentiments. If only it were this easy

Willy Shakespeare had it right back in the day...
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players
As You Like It / Act II Scene vii
68degrees
- December 7th, 2014, 11:01 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Manhattan Love
- Replies: 6
- Views: 720
Re: Manhattan Love
Was back to Manhattan last October. What a place…
Liked your poem. Thanks for the write...
Liked your poem. Thanks for the write...
- December 4th, 2014, 11:45 pm
- Forum: Haiku
- Topic: december now -ku
- Replies: 63
- Views: 8502
Re: december now -ku
A Haiku for All the Lovers in the Whole World
love poem with few words
exact profound however
pick a shorter title
love poem with few words
exact profound however
pick a shorter title
- December 4th, 2014, 11:40 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: After nine
- Replies: 1
- Views: 326
After nine
The smell of orange rind,
your name scrawled
on a cloth napkin, the last
drops of red wine; fresh
snow in air, not falling;
your hand hailing a taxi;
what joy when
coolness disappears
behind our closed door.
your name scrawled
on a cloth napkin, the last
drops of red wine; fresh
snow in air, not falling;
your hand hailing a taxi;
what joy when
coolness disappears
behind our closed door.
- December 3rd, 2014, 11:45 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: history and philosophy
- Replies: 5
- Views: 757
Re: history and philosophy
"I am on this endless journey, in search
of my authentic self"
Ahhhh, but there is a catch when Mr. Death comes a-calling...some folks run out of time. Search over.
of my authentic self"
Ahhhh, but there is a catch when Mr. Death comes a-calling...some folks run out of time. Search over.
- December 3rd, 2014, 11:43 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: the joke is on you
- Replies: 2
- Views: 279
Re: the joke is on you
"...smile, even if it hurts, trouble is coming everyday..."
Words to live by...
Words to live by...
- December 3rd, 2014, 11:40 am
- Forum: Haiku
- Topic: december now -ku
- Replies: 63
- Views: 8502
Re: december now -ku
Will send a package
to show you your happiness
open by Christmas
to show you your happiness
open by Christmas
Re: Please
so love that song…it would move me even dead.
- December 1st, 2014, 11:27 pm
- Forum: Haiku
- Topic: december now -ku
- Replies: 63
- Views: 8502
Re: december now -ku
the snow boughs hang low
so cold only a crow sings
a gift for the blind
so cold only a crow sings
a gift for the blind
Please
Bury me, please, naked, clothes being such a waste; when I enter the other side, I don’t wish to be overdressed Do brush my hair, dead straight; don’t forget to pluck the eyebrows: I may be a stiff but I am not a disaster Please get a couple of titanium batteries, set my iPhone to replay Leonard Coh...
Re: epiphany
One flew east
One flew west
One flew over the cuckoo's nest
Ken Kesey
One flew west
One flew over the cuckoo's nest
Ken Kesey
- November 30th, 2014, 7:47 pm
- Forum: Haiku
- Topic: yes no-vember ku
- Replies: 82
- Views: 10573
Re: yes no-vember ku
is lying permitted
when no damn money is found
in hungry pockets
when no damn money is found
in hungry pockets
- November 30th, 2014, 7:41 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: No One Sends Postcards Anymore
- Replies: 6
- Views: 989
Re: No One Sends Postcards Anymore
Post Cards are / were the haiku of letter writing, I think. Once in a while, I do send one…sometimes just to my wife…just to get that rush of yesteryear.
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Thanks for the comments about the title
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Thanks for the comments about the title
