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Connecting Branches – A Treeku Word Jam
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:07 pm
by Doreen Peri
Read about this Jam here >
http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=6343
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Haiku weaves through voice
and choice of words branch out
to form ideas
We are the limbs and
we are the roots which support
purpose and passion
Add your heart in form
or lack thereof. All voices
connect tree branches
We become one.
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GO!
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:17 pm
by judih
bending like a willow
the sylphen mind caresses ground
drumbeats and sycamore
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:18 pm
by Doreen Peri
It is not an oak.
It is a maple reaching
to the sky. Maple leaf.
Make Belief.
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This is a photo I took of one of my favorite trees.
One day, I fear, it will fall on my house.
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:22 pm
by judih
one fall
tree falls
a laughing leg pinned under aching branches
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:26 pm
by Doreen Peri
He threatened
to use me as
kindling.
Limb by limb
he tore me up
then put me
back together
again
one leaf at
a time.
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:29 pm
by judih
a stick of a figure
i walk pencil-thin
my eraser on stand-by
stopping at a woods on a winter's eve
i feel frost
and spontaneously combust
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:31 pm
by Doreen Peri
You are a stick.
I am a stick.
Let's rub together
to ignite ourselves.
Fire me up!
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:35 pm
by judih
ah, sister fiber
wood to wood
nymph to nymph
the trees await our flames
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 3:36 pm
by Lightning Rod
here's a little music to add to the atmosphere
this just fell out of the tree
Click Here
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 4:36 pm
by e_dog
rustling in the brush
the hunter turns and fires -- BAMM!
flashes of orange
a quail on the ground?
No -- Harry's face and body
quivering in blood.
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 5:56 pm
by Doreen Peri
he shot my heart.
his arrow pierced my
aorta. cupid's stupid
sometimes. his aim
was good but it was
only a hunting
accident.
(change of topic.
love politics)
a marriage of sorts
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 6:06 pm
by sirreen
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Posted: February 17th, 2006, 6:20 pm
by Doreen Peri
lovely
trinity tree
one for you
one for me
one just
for us
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 6:23 pm
by Artguy
enlightened under one
under the bodhi tree singing
emptiness
Posted: February 17th, 2006, 6:32 pm
by Doreen Peri
a dove coos.
peacemaker,
elusive, yet
captured with
a thought.
nothing, all,
now.