haiku

Time to Mend

Summer’s soon to end.

Autumn’s just around the bend.

Warmth’s shared with a friend.

~*~

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Poem

Fledglings flee the pen

To graze parchment fields lush

Blossoming mature

~
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Morning Triku 40

Weighty Thought

If every cloud

Had a lining of silver

We’d all need helmets

Cobwebs

To know is not to

Remember but to recall

Events correctly

Untimely

Birth’s in an instant

Life is never long enough

Yet death infinite

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Morning Triku XXIX

Smith’s Askew View

Pyramids on point

Exposing many, shades few

Capitalist view

Lacking

People who know all

Are people who are lacking

Imagination

Contrasts

Chilly, soggy, gray

Golden leaf beneath our feet

Foggy autumn day

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Memorialization

Good memories keep,

let the bad fade – then there’s room

for when better’s made.

~*~

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Infinite Illusions

.
When perspective seen;
the end is always the point.
Horizons never end…

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Morning Triku #41

Caution-

Image in mirror

Is milliseconds older

upon reflection

A Positive Negative View-

When sunny days dark

Negative ink shades dark light

Starry nights all’s bright

Prepoetry-

A poet’s muscle

Sculpted one word at a time

A very long time

~*~

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Morning Triku IX

Early

Too early to rise

Yesterday’s still in my eyes

Please turn off the sky

Chill

Morning chill alas

Open windows, smell of grass

Summer’s soon to pass

Past

The first school bus ride

Little faces pressed on glass

Good bye to the past

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Goose Bumps

The water’s warmest,

air’s often not, late summers’

precarious spot

~*~

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Morning Triku #148 ~ All Natural

***
Branches

Nest wove, strong as wood.
Wings spread, nature’s understood.
Life hatched, all is good.
**

Leaping

When goals seem distant
aim higher for the long shot.
There’s little to lose.
*

Fate’ Accompli

Not normally a
believer in fate, although
it keeps happening.

~*~
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Morning Triku #152 ~ Smelling Roses

~*~
Up’s Never Out

People that step up
to the plate will hit a ball
eventually.

~
Double Crossed

To veer is human,
true’s divine, paths do follow
the width of your line.

~
Crack Heads

Climbing the ladder
of success, the ass ahead
usually kissed.

~*~
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Morning Triku XXIVb

Cooked Info

Making decisions

With half the ingredients

Is always half-baked

The Other Side

Coins have two faces

Heads and tails denominate

Middles fill the slots

Sweet Lava

Melting into sea

Colors and flavors for all

Neapolitan

~*~

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Morning Triku #153 ~ Solstice Surmises

~*~
Go Time

The longest day’s here.
The sun’s warm and the night short.
Cold hearts have no place.

A Bushel of Pecks

Chemistry is the
solution to inertness
and explosiveness.

Fanatical & Finesse

Zealotry only
require zealots but not zeal
necessarily.

~*~
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Morning Triku #157 ~ Total Nonsense

~*~
Hot Headed, Wet Footed

A bridge burned today
May be the bridge needed to
Return tomorrow

~
All and Nothing

In an infinite
Universe nothing can be
Random when all is

~
Totaled Recall

I can’t remember
If I’ve ever forgotten
Anything at all

~*~

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East West

~*~

Snoops a-snoopin free

Poet Pops and braided fops

Doppelgangers’ we

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Morning Triku #179 ~ AM

Treble

With the dawn comes light.
We revolve to kiss our star.
With dusk we devolve.
~

Bass

On a blue planet,
everybody gets sad.
When left in the dark.
~

Volume

From the earth all’s born.
Toil and frolic to survive.
As the earth we rest.

~*~
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The People’s Garden

Nurturing natures

Grown in the best of both worlds

All risen equal

~*~

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Vanquished, Vanished, Visible

The past is full of

Infinite time, yet only

Our futures exist

~*~

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Universally

Suns rise, peak and fall

Moons follow as do we all

Times bounce does enthrall

~*~

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Non-Cent(s)

To be one hundred

percent all of the time is

ten thousand percent

~*~

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Always Time

Procrastinators,

it’s said often live longer.

I’ll just wait and see.

~*~

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Parting Gifts

Death ends when it starts
Life begins with beating hearts
Time betwixt just parts

~*~

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Outpourings from the poor old porous mind of Steve Kittell