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July 10, 2008
In The Past by *almalobana, the images and words are felt so strongly. It is indeed a charming addition to our wonderful Haiku month.
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Literature Text
The past is behind
But I still feel the ripples
Disrupting my flow.
But I still feel the ripples
Disrupting my flow.
Literature
It's Hard To Break Bad Habits
If I allow my tongue to
touch the top of my teeth
to the bottom to utter a
"I Love you"
tonight, does it mean I
can't say it again?
I bite my nails
as I recoil, remembering
the bad habit, barely making
progress in this patience
plaguing, somber, far from serene
nightfall dream.
12:31am,
two minutes since we last
said our good-byes,
good-nights, good-wishes of
sleepfully peaceful mind shows.
Feels like an eternity since
we last spoke, while Eternity
waits by the door,
readying to again make my heart
long so long for you.
~she has always been
so successful in her
endeavors~
Literature
sempiternal
When I grow old
I want
a thousand
laugh-lines.
For when rainbows dilute and notebooks fatten
on time’s untimely passing,
when the moon falls out of kilter with a sun that
curdles in a sad, forgotten sky,
and the rain congeals inside the clouds
when the slurry of seconds sinks deep into my bones
and my skin crumples like parchment, my spine coils and splinters
and my fingers buckle, knuckle-cracking -
when my dreams fa
Literature
Scrutiny
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin…
~ T.S. Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
I am going through the keyless gate
to watch and wait,
to wander here and there among the proud,
among the white and old whose wisdom rots, repressed, untold:
the soporific royals wreathed in leaves of gold.
And to them I shall read aloud from the Book,
read of the sins their lips have took
and upon me they shall look and patiently reflect…
“I am lost in my own depth,” I will say
in a slight, impartial way
(for I lack violets and an antic prin
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Yes, another haiku.
Written 2nd July.
For
's contest
(expect a lot of haiku from me over the next little while. I'm not doing haikuwrimo but I just... can't stop writing haiku!)
Written 2nd July.
For
's contest(expect a lot of haiku from me over the next little while. I'm not doing haikuwrimo but I just... can't stop writing haiku!)
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Beautiful. We are as droplets of water in a larger pool, rippling out, chiming and effecting others.
It's melancholy of those who's ripples aren't large enough that their ebb and flow never reach or collide with anothers.
It's melancholy of those who's ripples aren't large enough that their ebb and flow never reach or collide with anothers.