~
Once called pathetic,
wrongly I heard poetic.
Change kept euphoric.
~*~
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humor
True Colors
~
When someone refers
to themselves as a sage, they’re
probably just green.
~*~
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Flushed Out
~
After a week of
constipation even a
little word feels good
~*~
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Penned Protest
~
I refuse to write
anything at all until
this writers block ends!
~*~
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Never Ending Story
~
Writers block is good.
When I want to write about
something familiar.
~*~
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One To Many Priorities
~
My goal is to write
the first eighteen word haiku.
I’m counting on it.
~*~
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No joke
~
Poets in a bar
Each one writes of the other
And drinks to themselves
~*~
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Morning Triku # 95 – “Priorities”
Shifting Priorities
.
Riding bikes for years
From just one to many gears
Liked the red one best
***
Priorities Made
.
My lonely workshop
It has tools galore, though my
Pens and pads used more
***
Sporting Priorities
.
Soon the pond will freeze
Kids enjoy their skating rink
What do the fish think?
***
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Night Lights
~
Babies bring us joy
Our hope for a future bright
Sharing sleepless nights
~*~
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Idiot Savant
~
My goal’s now halfway.
I write in rhyme all the time.
Nothing’s good to say.
~*~
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Buckle Up
~
Harness happiness
Bound with joy or tears shall fall
Smiles support us all
~*~
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Utter Nonsense
*
Read a bio by
a nymphomaniac cow –
It was full of bull
~*~
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Puzzled and Clueless
~
The jumbled haiku
A Sunday paper poet
Filling in the blanks
~*~
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No Strings Attached
_
Often a fine line
separates arrogance from
insecurity
~*~
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Non-Objective
~
Is fiction abstract
fantasy or objective
non-reality?
~*~
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Exercising Imagination
~
Took a walk on the
wild side and ran with the bulls,
limped home, crawled to bed
~*~
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Static & Dynamic Duo
*
Please, riddle me this –
Batman, why’s Robins eggs blue?
It’s because of you!
~*~
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As Goes the Duck
What eats like a bug
and flies like a bug, yet not?
It’s a humming-bird.
~*~
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Sun Awakens
Victorious star the moons plight
Peaking from the blanket of night
Blank sheets warmly beckon askew
Water boils, beans grind, minds brew
Sheets fill blank to dark with light
*
Air surrounds all with bright
Life returns to deadened street
Sound returns to lively feet
Sun awakens to night’s sleep
Darkness shallow, day is deep
~
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Yin Yada Yada Yang
A person who is
typically bored is also
typically boring
~*~
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Fake Question
Is reality
Real when what we really
Want is fantasy
~*~
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Foe Light
My match lights the wick
Fire lights room, my ghosts scatter
Leaving only gloom
~*~
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