haiku

Morning Triku #178B ~ Change

Cool

A warm winter day,
snows melting, Spring’s on the way.
Good or bad, let’s play.
~

Lukish

Work’s a place to go;
when you can’t afford better,
or work is your life.
~

Heated

When left in the dark,
Most people will light matches.
Then it all burns down.

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Must Be Love Haikus

It must be love when

passions can’t be expressed in

haiku’s of amore

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It must be love when

our hearts beat faster by a

footstep at the door

~

It must be love when

broken hearts are aching yet

we love all the more

~

It must be love when

burning hearts blaze hotter than

science can measure

~

It must be love when

our hearts are left shattered yet

chests still hold treasure

~

It must be love when

all life appears inspired

and our hearts feel pure

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It must be love when

only a greater failure

seems to reassure

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It must be love when

our hurting hearts are healed with

love – the only cure

~

It must be love when

hearts and minds know not, but it

Must Be Love – for sure

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Confliction – Morning Triku #144

Only Reflection

Depression is when
the fog passes and the dark
is only more clear
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What’s Right

When optimism writ
Pessimism can be erased
Realism then left
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Libra-tions

Balance achieved when
heavy hearts and weighty souls
meet a mind on point
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Morning Triku #69

Rings True

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Mutually daring

Quintessentially caring

Lovingly sharing

~

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Howling

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Up before sunrise

Down by noon, dreading blue skies

Awaiting the moon

~

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Dimensionally Stable

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Having thought outside

The box for so long, I’ve now

Become Tripolar

~*~

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Morning Triku #63

Too Little Rhyme ~

Life is Poetry

Some is good and some is bad

Most we’ll never see

*

Forever’s Never Last ~

Our writing is the

Exercise that forces us

To live fitfully

*

Con-Tent ~

Home’s where our stuff’s stored

A store is where our stuff’s bought

Bought’s where our heart’s sold

~*~

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Morning Triku II

My Love

A look, touch – A kiss

Hands, bodies – Tactile bliss

Love – Nothing’s amiss

 ~

My Friend

Heart strings stroked feel heat

Neck caressed long and sweet

Rhythm head to feet

 ~

Begin’d

How humans learned

They died for knowledge yearned

Trial and error’d

 

~*~

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