Your Daily Haiku, page 49

posted on Feb, 20 2011 @ 12:29 PM

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reply to post by whaaa

blues were gypsy black
night’s sun wears the moving sky
she calls herself moon

posted on Feb, 21 2011 @ 09:02 PM

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pushing for the goal
recuperation; reborn[e]
organization!

changes a-making
sharp injury a blessing
two less pills today

Tough ol' well-broke feet
Seen many bright turns, son...
Ain't afraid of this

The Motorcycle Boy

posted on Feb, 22 2011 @ 05:36 PM

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There's my friend...hello
Hi Spiramirabilis
Always a pleasure

The Motorcycle Boy

posted on Feb, 22 2011 @ 05:39 PM

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Fog down in the streets
Fog Town of spirits and ghosts
Hosts to your despair

The Motorcycle Boy

posted on Feb, 22 2011 @ 06:07 PM

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Flies on my windshield
They never had a prayer
Oh and what a mess

Spiramirabilis

posted on Feb, 22 2011 @ 06:50 PM

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reply to post by The Motorcycle Boy

:-)

hey MB - well met
wanderer, renegade, friend...
the pleasure is mine

nice to see you around these parts again

B.Morrison

posted on Feb, 22 2011 @ 07:18 PM

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my troops survived
through cold frost & blinding white...
we eat veg' tonight

edit on 22/2/11 by B.Morrison because: (no reason given)

Spiramirabilis

posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 09:34 AM

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look to God’s promise
we wait in a penumbra
washed with mortal blood

edit on 2/24/2011 by Spiramirabilis because: (no reason given)

whaaa

posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 12:26 PM

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reply to post by Spiramirabilis

I hear God's Promise
realizes patiently
wait for the Spring rain

M_B ola!

Spiramirabilis

posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 06:32 PM

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reply to post by whaaa

advice to a 'martyred' dictator

dark karma magnet that...thanks for the attitude adjustment

waits on rain wanting
Summer’s belly kicking warm
from the palm of Spring

see?

:-)

argentus

posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 07:00 PM

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Cold flames; discontent
Suez a chesspiece...... again
Too dry the tinder

ldyserenity

posted on Mar, 2 2011 @ 08:28 PM

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What good is the truth
When it only pushed you away
Withered to dust

Illusionsaregrander

posted on Mar, 2 2011 @ 09:20 PM

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I know "The Secret...."
For creating abundance.
Shear the stupid sheep.

Ceriddwen

posted on Mar, 2 2011 @ 09:54 PM

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Emerald, Amber, Ruby glow
Night time asphalt
Rain has fallen

B.Morrison

posted on Mar, 3 2011 @ 12:23 AM

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I am not a poet.
I don't sound like Vincent Price.
I can't age backwards.

edit on 3/3/11 by B.Morrison because: I am the edit. You must not read me. Oh you did? O_o this could be bad...I must inform the collective...

Spiramirabilis

posted on Mar, 3 2011 @ 09:33 AM

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reply to post by Illusionsaregrander

chins up sheeple:

Sheep are far smarter than previously thought

sorry - it's Spring, and I'm a little giddy...

:-)

Spiramirabilis

posted on Mar, 3 2011 @ 06:26 PM

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a dear one says now
lilting walks the line of day
through Sparrow’s morning

seems it needs a crow
to show how moving makes blue
wider than blue knows

so geese will follow
some rise of falling current
singing to the sand

ldyserenity

posted on Mar, 4 2011 @ 04:49 PM

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~Summer~

Summers closing in
heat so hot it burns inside
dark comes too late now

The flowers brown, dry
Rustle in the cruel moonlight
No water through drought

Well, this is the south
Not far enough nearly dear
To rid memories
~SERENITY

argentus

posted on Mar, 4 2011 @ 06:27 PM

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reply to post by Spiramirabilis

Hopeful peal of geese
Seeking the dawn; vigilant
Look! A small clear pond

whaaa

posted on Mar, 4 2011 @ 07:05 PM

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glistening finger
saxophone mumbling keenly
please the ritual