The Hai to my ku
You are the light to my blue
All my love to you
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The Hai to my ku
You are the light to my blue
All my love to you
~
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Welcome all to the Hall of Knowledge
Knowing all I don’t allege
Though what’s known within these walls
Is the knowledge all known by no-one at all
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There are no books, tablets or scrolls
Nothings written of what’s unknown
Yet this knowledge exists, all right here
Filling the voids of this knowledge lair
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Knowledge hidden behind these great doors
Muffling the roars of the dragons snores
To open the doors the dragons would soar
Soaring dragons seen nevermore
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There’s also Centaurs that canter to and fro
Whilst the Mers and Unicorns laugh at their show
Some shards of light slip through the cracks
But without reflection they can’t get back
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So this Hall of Knowledge remains ever shuttered
Ensuring that future quests remain unfettered
Now off to the slide of gloom and despair
Or steps to the heavens, way, way up there
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As fitting an ending as ever can be
The show ends here of your fantasy
To go beyond there’s no return
Nothing to live for if nothing to yearn
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Oh! And one last thing before you go
We can’t tell anyone of this show
We don’t want anyone else to know
Of this place we cannot go
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Procrastination
is never having to say
you’re sorry – too soon
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Love is falling and
being caught then free-falling
forever as one
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The pallete overflows
Colors no-one knows
A spectrum of hues
Whatever I choose
But the grays get in the way
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Wheels of color roll on the ground
Colors don’t matter if wheels ain’t round
Drawing time from sketchy books
Gradient defines good, shady or crooks
And the grays all have a say
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Canvas pure, time no-more
Palletes bare, nothing to share
Thinking of more, brushes galore
Morning’s bright till dark of night
Yet the grays still paint my day
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Good at the climbs, great
at the fall, peaks and valleys
I’m not good at all
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People who always
Know where they’re going never
Really quite get there
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Better decisions
are made when we get older,
though often too late.
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A bee needs a flower,
as the flower the bee.
The moon needs its earth,
the earth it’s moon.
*
The seas need rain.
The rain needs the sea.
A soul needs love.
Love needs a soul.
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I’ll always need you.
I hope you need me.
I need to be yours.
And you to be mine.
*
Needless to say –
Happy Valentine!
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I like haiku-ing,
though I sometime think that for
every haiku,
.
a poem written,
for every poem a
story or maybe
.
a novel, but if
I wrote novels there’d be no
time to write haikus.
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Being paranoid
I use invisible ink
Soured and scared sweet-less
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Mothers, sisters, daughters and wives
A woman’s world giving life
Caring for all with love to share
To harm or strike, never dare
Dudes who do this I’ll share
Manliness is what you fear
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Lost in the sand
Can’t walk, cannot stand
Vultures above awaiting meat
Flesh melts from my feet
.
Waves of heat ride the tide of sands
Blisters ooze muddies bloodied hands
Flesh burned, pores yearn, salt sweat dried
Sandpaper eyes, tears boil un-cried
.
Times far behind, miles are ahead
The only dread now’s not being dead
Visions blurred, yet a figure seen
The end is near, they’re in-between
.
Once blindingly lost, in a blink found
Screaming a last breath yet not a sound
Inviting any – enemy or friend
Kill or cure, any end
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A person who shares
Their smile with the whole world once
Shall smile forever
~
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Love at first sight can
Be glimpsing the future or
an untimely peak
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Our love once wingless
Celestial adventure – then
Burned on re-entry
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Instantaneous
Conclusions and solutions
Dissolve instantly
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Deciphering codes nobody knows
Seeking worlds where no one goes
Seeing things that nobody sees
Charts the course, lives life, is free
Writes the wrongs with poetry
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If an ass’s an ass
For not doing what they’re told
What’s an ass that does?
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See No Evil
Eyes shut mask the fright
Eyes shut also hide the light
Eyes open see right
*
Hear No Evil
Noise surrounds, drowning
Screams, laughs trickle in-between
Ghostly silence lurks
*
Speak No Evil
Honesty’s the best
Policy – that’s why it’s best
I keep my mouth shut
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T’was a chilled northern isle
Where grows only weed and rock
From those rocks many a wall grow
Walls that fill with pigs and sheep
They all eat well, weaving tales in their sleep
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Warm Blue Steel
Irony is when
Might weighs more heavily than
Probability
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Blind Double vision
A doppelgänger
Somewhere be, for half of us
Though most never see
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Wheels and Axles
An end begins where
A beginning ends – middles
Always stay the same
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