Melodies meld, moments mellowed.
Minnie lulls with many an ode.
Chaka puts me in a loving mode.
Many a sun’s risen on Abbey Road.
Zeppelin gets me high.
Hendrix makes me sigh.
Often pondered is The Great Gig in the Sky.
And for Adele I sometime cry.
Infinite sounds fill our head.
Let’s not forget The Grateful Dead.
Life’s music with or without words said.
Yet none more harmonious than whispers in bed.
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Classic Rock Edition 1
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Only Haiku~
It’s only haiku
And I really do like it
I do, yes haiku
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Songbird~
There are words I know
Sometime they have no meanings
Stairway to haiku
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On and On~
Sing your haiku songs
Find the time for all your dreams
Now’s the time, ramble
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Each step a step for us to rise,
to see our peaks we are wise.
To trip and fall’s our shared fate.
To try again is to never wait.
To lend a hand or push and take,
the view’s the choice for us to make.
The time we spend returned in kind.
The love we give gives peace of mind.
The love we’re given’s without whys,
each step a step we did rise.
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Today I know not what to do.
So I think I’ll try something new.
I’ll color a poem with skies so bright,
with stars that twinkle every night.
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There’ll be no wars or no hate.
Conflicts solved with just debate.
There’ll be no clocks to dictate time.
There’ll be no violence or any crime.
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There’ll be no pollution or climate change.
All will be loved, there’ll be no strange.
Peace will be our common goal.
Joy we’ll share from our soul.
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There’ll be no hunger or disease.
Children will play as they please.
Crayons will be free for everyone.
So let’s get a box and start the fun.
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*
I bought a viscous guard dog,
that bears his fearsome snout,
I’ve shuttered all my windows,
so no one hears me shout.
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My doors have all been bolted,
my safety’s without doubt
I built a moat around my house
But now I can’t get out.
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The sun yet risen, the sky yet blue.
Yet my day grows brighter in my view.
A dream begins when I open my eyes.
The truth is seen as she lies.
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Truth is felt with a gentle kiss.
She pulls me closer to share the bliss.
I feel her breath, our heartbeats in sync.
Our body’s one, none to think.
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But if thoughts be had none compare.
A fantasy found, in love we stare.
Temperatures rise in the new dawns glow.
Our senses awaken, whispers flow.
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Visions guide our pleasures sought.
Tomorrow’s now, time has taught.
Our love given is love received.
And another day we’ve achieved.
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May the Force be You
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Seeing the bright side
can only enlighten the
time on the dark side
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Red Read
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The final haiku
will be writ large in the blood
of mankind’s silence
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Day Dreaming Nightmare
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If you’re the one of
my dreams how can I ever
believe you’re real
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All the Angles
.
Slippery slopes oft
Cited often refer to
The user’s forehead
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Keepers Kept
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Love can be given,
Taken, had, made or lost but
Never forgotten
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Butting Heads
.
Acting stupid is
Easy though living with the
Reality’s hard
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I wake each day with the rising sun.
Time is shared with laughter and fun.
Passion is felt with every embrace.
Heart beats race to see her face.
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Years have passed, now I’ve a clue.
Love’s made easy loving you.
Day’s begin with a good morning kiss.
Evening’s remiss not snuggled in bliss.
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Bonds are made; both strong and weak.
The past was only just a peek.
Thoughts can often cloud the mind.
Though with one in kind, love’s to find.
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Answers are found in plain sight.
The stars will guide our every night.
Questions asked now foretold.
Forever to hold will never grow old.
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This love of two no better suited,
a love exalted and never muted.
Arms that hold and wave with glee,
lips that scream “come to me”.
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Quiet moments shared snuggled close,
thankful always for our daily dose.
Troubles and tribulations fade by night.
Bliss is felt with the morning light.
~
Endeavors together beyond expectation,
passion inspired beyond imagination.
Strengths multiplied when they’re times two.
Time’s conquered for me and you.
~*~
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The church bell rang and doors flung wide.
We raised our heads and ran outside.
Sitting’s done, now’s time for fun.
Our Easter egg hunt has now begun.
.
It’s a perfect day with bright sunshine.
Our baskets ready we waited in line.
Till all were scattered on the count of three,
in every direction kids ran free.
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I ran first to my favorite tree.
I found it’s the favorite of not just me.
So off to the hedge where eggs always found,
none’s left there so to the playground.
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While the others searched I rode the swing.
When they had gone I heard birds sing.
I glanced to the trees and sounds nearby.
Then off jumped I and into the sky.
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I landed in sand on two feet and one hand,
then a tumble or two and up I stand.
I turned to the fence where tall trees grew-
to search for a prize of an egg or two.
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The chirps grew louder with each step I took.
Did they tell me to leave or tell me to look?
I kneeled near bushes and peeked below.
I stuck in my hand as far as would go.
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Feeling around for a tasty surprise,
I pulled out an egg but smaller in size.
Holding tight it felt warm to the touch.
Then I knew why that bird chirped so much.
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Gently I put the egg down on the ground,
took a few steps back not making a sound.
A whistle blew, the hunt was now done.
But silently I waited in the midday sun.
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My basket is broken and clothes dirty and torn.
I knew I’d face my mother’s scorn.
But there’s more to life than clothes un-ripped.
There are some events that can’t be skipped.
.
There’s saving the things that you love.
Then a bird swooped down from above
She tapped the shell lightly with her beak.
A tiny head popped out to take a peek.
.
The mom nudged her chick back into the bush.
Her frightful chirping turned to a shush
Then another whistle blew, louder than ever.
To stay any longer just wouldn’t be clever.
.
I hurried back, joining up with the rest.
Our search was now over finding the best.
My cousin won second, they had four.
I found just one but I think I won more.
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http://www.childrens-stories.net/featured-childrens-story/featured-childrens-story.htm
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Branches
Nest wove, strong as wood.
Wings spread, nature’s understood.
Life hatched, all is good.
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Leaping
When goals seem distant
aim higher for the long shot.
There’s little to lose.
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Fate’ Accompli
Not normally a
believer in fate, although
it keeps happening.
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Silken robes
Nibbles on lobes
Whispers and giggles
Tickles and wiggles
Eyes closed
Curves caressed
Hairs messed
Senses tingle
Souls mingle
Lips locked
Hands full
Bodies rocked
Hearts shocked
Minds meld
Tensions melt
Eyes open
Love’s felt
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When the dark of night grows darker by day
And the screams in your head won’t go away
When the sun comes out it burns your skin
Parched of voice sound’s trapped within
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When the mind is blank, yet full of thought
Dreams of horrors my sleep is fraught
Depths I’ll fall until I’m caught
By the arms of demons, forever sought
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Where shadows frolic on the wall
Till an open window hides them all
Breezes blow sucking breath
When eyes open cheating death
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Circuitous
Yin and Yang’s never
just black and white, but it is
always circular.
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Foresight
With age comes brighter
introspection, for the dark
is to near sighted.
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Just a Peek
Know thyself, climb high,
peaks fleeting, limits unknown –
unless exceeded.
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Shades of each
Defining hues
More brilliants and bright
Less grades of blue
Colors don’t select
Blood red’s the same
Rainbows bend
The rain’s not to blame
Spirits soar
Uncertainty assured
Blindness envisioned
Deafness cured
Heartbeats heard
Soul’s felt
Imagination’s win
Hands dealt.
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Eggs fall
Nature’s call
Larva fed
Caterpillars Crawl
Chrysalis shed
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Night’s dead
Days light
Winged flight
Body fuels
Future’s bright
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Rainbow jewels
Seeds tools
Journeys flew
Life freed
Rebirth anew
~*~
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Our empty lot’s not empty at all.
There’s a tree that’s big and tall.
It’s a place that kids love to share.
It’s on my street so mom needn’t care.
We spend sunny days in the shade.
There’s lots of dreaming in forts we made.
There’s bunches of dirt to dig deep holes.
Rainy puddles for toy fishing poles.
Our empty lot really has it all,
We hide and seek and sometimes play ball.
It’s the place where adventures begin.
A fence to keep the city out and us in.
We’ve bugs and spiders, squirrels and cats.
There’s soft grass to sit for quiet chats.
We see dogs on leashes and birds in the sky,
Some tweet, sing sweet, bark, run and fly.
There’s rope jumping girls and running boys.
Everyone brings their favorite toys.
Weeds make jungles for our tiny men.
Tiny cars get lost, then are found again.
A place on Sundays for dads to mow.
A place anytime where friendships grow.
When the days fun is done, we all say goodnight.
To our good old friend, under the street light.
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Today’s the day I change the world,
my fingers crossed, blankets hurled.
The rising sun lights up my day.
It matters not my sky is gray.
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First it’s coffee as I check the news.
Feeling good I dodged the blues.
Next I’ll write, so here we go.
What we’ll find I don’t know.
~
Every day is an unknown path,
so veer towards love, and avoid the wrath.
Share your joy with all you meet.
Make someone smile your daily feat.
~
Laughing’s great, then happiness nearer.
I laugh a lot when I look in the mirror.
Perhaps the key’s our point of view.
I feel the change, now do you?
~*~
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If I could turn my words into the finest wine
We’d sail on those balmy seas until the end of time
If I could print money on all the paper that I use
Our sky would rain confetti any time you choose
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If my wishes granted for all that I desire
We’d spent our moonlit evenings cuddled by a fire
If my fantasies could ever be reality
All I’d ever need is for you to be with me.
~*~
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Where rocky cliff meets stormy sea,
a castle perched, forever be.
Where gray stone surrounds little seen sky.
‘Twas this fortress a young princess cry.
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The princess post birth, her parents delight,
treasured by day, guarded by night.
Feasting with jesters, ponies, puppets and maids,
a gaggle of servants draw bright velvet shades
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With sentry of knight to share all her dreams,
her eyes shut tight to hide her screams.
Time wasted limitless, she wished for an end.
The princess was lonely without a true friend.
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One morning awoken by a kiss from a queen,
sleepy eyes opened to a sight seldom seen.
Golden light sparkles in diamond pane rare,
a sapphire morn burns black coal night air.
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A tasty breakfast served on tray in bed.
Downy pillows fluffed to rest her head.
The king arrived more jolly than ever,
with riddle to solve, if anyone clever.
.
“What may have wings cannot fly.
Holds a heart yet cannot die.
Shaken pitch laughs off rain.
Having one a princess to gain?”
.
The joyous young girl made many a guess.
The kings’ piddling patience grew less and less.
The queen and knights all had a try.
The king muttered “castle!” with a loud sigh.
.
The room bemused by the riddler’s zeal.
Most unconcerned with how others feel.
A castle repeated in more pleasant a tone,
a home for a princess to call her own.
.
But first a short trip outside the wall,
where grass tickles feet and trees grow tall.
There are lessons to learn from tutors wise.
There are truths to see with growing eyes.
.
Now’s time a princess must prepare,
for the eventual call of a prince to be dear.
A someday king awaits his throne,
whence you shall rest upon your own.
.
The princess knew the day would come,
a bartered prize as was her Mum.
No fairy tale endings for spawn of kings.
“Tis a life shackled with heavy gold rings.
.
Adventure awaits, no time for self-pity,
freedom’s short locked in a stone city.
Knowledge abounds beyond heavy gates.
The princess skips past on worn ancient slates.
.
Beneath a fine bonnet of satin and lace,
excitement glowed on her adolescent face.
Her velvet shoes barely touching the dirt,
a merry cyclone a-swirl in silk skirt.
.
Her mentor soon waves from path by wood.
Magical flora beckons, some bad, some good.
Wonders overwhelm in green forest lush.
An ocean of emeralds painted with brush.
.
With each lash a-flutter bursts a new color.
Light and shades multiply them all more.
With the thirst of a sponge she did explore,
where surprises abound when not looked for.
.
A gentle breeze blew, a little leaf flew,
bright sky filled in the space anew
A ray of sunlight kissed a shiny stone.
Atop a bed of dewy leaf it rests alone.
.
With a tiny tap upon its shimmering side,
the distant fates of two collide.
Surface cracking on this egg thought stone,
a heartbeat wakened with thunderous tone.
.
Out popped a plump lump, beneath wings of scale.
A pat on the rump exposed its long tail.
A final stretch thrust shell shards to leaf.
And there lie a creature beyond belief.
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Warm smiles shared with a new friend.
A precious little pearl, the girl’s to defend.
The gazes shattered by a howl from the trail,
‘twas the elderly teacher, impatient and frail.
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The princess knew what had to be done.
The babe hid under her bonnet and bun.
Down the path she ran back to the gate.
Yelled to the guards “The teacher was late”
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Gates barely open she slipped through the crack,
escaping notice of the tail down her back.
Safe in her chamber they shared the night’s meal,
both sharing puckers with fresh lemon peel.
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Then swathed in plush robes, kissed on the head,
the fledgling was tucked safely under the bed.
Each night passing, more robes to conceal,
this teething tot with big teeth that’s real.
.
Each day growing from the princess’s scraps,
she grew thinner, now padded with straps.
The servants grew nervous at both the sight,
one lie near weightless, one flew in the night.
.
The princess’s secret though soon was known,
when her expanding friend went out alone.
The knights became dazed by armored flight,
their swords no match for the hunger of night.
.
The king and queen where too nearly maimed.
Pawns, bishops and rooks where all to be blamed.
A wizard was called to tame the toddler beast.
His tenure cut short when almost a feast.
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The creature now huge, truly loved the girl.
She called her Sunshine, the princess’s Pearl.
Together they frolicked on the castle rooftop.
The king spying danger called for a stop.
.
Shouting “time’s come to put childhood behind,
It’s now time to marry, I’ve someone in mind.
He’s brave, sweet, wise and kind, at least I’m told.
There’ll be time to adjust as you both grow old.”
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Escorted by king to a royal coach and four,
off to be locked behind another gilded door.
Her fate was sealed by a noble families need,
alliances grown with common regal seed.
.
But with a twist, jerk and a naughty giggle,
the squiggly princess was free now to wiggle.
Breaking free, running fast, past all unaware.
She zigged and zagged toward the rooftop stair.
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Screaming loudly for her only friend Pearl,
who tried to save the much pursued girl.
A guard with a pike held Pearl on a chain.
Blocking the Sunshine’s escape of the reign.
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Seeing her friend at the top of the stair,
Pearl snapped her links then into the air.
The petrified guard fled from his post,
grabbing for Sunshine he’d surely be toast.
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The princess ran to the edge of the roof,
yelling to Pearl, she feared aloof.
The big eared beast sharply turned about,
hearing her Sunshine’s gloomy shout
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The king with guards, knights and queen,
Stormed to the roof unprepared for what’s seen.
The princess looked back, blew a kiss to her mother,
and a warm thoughtful wave to all the other.
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Then with a carefree step she disappeared.
Plunging to her sudden death, or so was feared.
The mortified lookers all lunged for the ledge.
Hoping the princess landed safe in a hedge.
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The king peeked over, not wanting to see,
when up rose his honey like a big bumble bee.
She hung from the neck of her dear friend Pearl,
now bonded for life, this dragon and girl.
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Higher she climbed with a dragons eye view,
a view to be viewed by a very small few.
Now all surveyed, now all her realm,
Sunshine’s the captain, Pearl the helm.
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Over forest and mountains, ocean and stream,
free in a world where she need not dream.
Adrift on her Pearl upon the endless sea,
Alone they now be in their realm of fantasy.
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The king broken-hearted wept in his sleep.
The queen stricken ill with never a peep.
They later agreed to bare a new heir,
whether girl or boy was not a care.
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The next child’s fate was sure to be better,
born free of mind and trappings that clutter.
With a loving heart nurtured by family and friends,
then given the choices to choose their own ends.
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The princess returned in time for the birth.
The kingdom was full of merriment and mirth.
The princess enchanted with her friend who flew.
And all ends happily as fairy tales all do.
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The End
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Spring
Life blossoms shedding care
Day’s grow longer, nights dear
Not too hot, not too cold
Perfect time, young or old
Summer
Always warm, always fun
Life outside in the sun
Day’s long, grass grows tall
Night’s breeze welcome by all
Autumn
Full of color, golden bed
On the ground, leaves shed
Getting shorter, day’s fair
Night’s crisp, chill in the air
Winter
World of white, weather bold
Day’s short, nights long and cold
Holidays, many friends
Bittersweet when it ends
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