Some Thoughts In A Poem...

[plastid]

What comes from this/
What comes from that/

They walk on like they are dummy beautiful/
They walk off just as they walk on/
Are they in control no just a pawn/
The real queen is far from this place/
They must speak to this/
They approach/
fake face/

There dance can not rival/
The one that is given for free/
Slow and close/
Real intimacy/

They feel the need to trick/
With the temptation of a treat/
There height is that so/
Due to what is on there feet/

What comes from this/
Loss/

What comes from that/
Searching/



Just some thoughts from my night.

 

[benchwarmer380]

Yearning of someone lost or not yet found. Very relatable. :thumbup:

 

[leghog]

rocking on his porch
the man tamps and lights his pipe
settled in his comfort

 

[leghog]

nothing's quite as bright
as a gun shot in the dark
and nothing's louder

 

[leghog]

tree leaves were once green
then cold frost and low'ring sun
bring muted color

 

[leghog]

tacos and cheese dip,
a meal not just for your kids
but joy for all men

 

[leghog]

muddy boots by door
with soles very nearly worn through
tell of a man's life

 

[leghog]

we're wabi sabi,
beauty in imperfection,
broken yet wondrous

 

[leghog]

Sorry, but because of a man called Skip, I had a haiku attack in my head last Saturday. I came up with dozens. It was so bad my son and I started communicating with each other by haiku. That day was the genesis of these.


pieces of haiku
invade and scatter my thoughts
my day is ruined

 

[leghog]

One but minutes old:

knife in one's pocket
bone scales and sharpen'd edges
well equips a man