MorningMorningSat Jul 24 09:17:33 2004
Soup of Voices
Topics: Poetry

At Philosophy gathering last thursday, a few of us were playing with writing haikus and other poems... I present my three creations..

A cinquain:

A slip Feet fly, limbs flail The earth, foul dust in me Blood spilt, sweet pain, I smile and lift Scars bloom

Childish dark haiku 1:

This Spring I ate beans Fresh Breeze, New Flowers, hark, ack World spins, air leaves, flee!

Haiku 2:

Worms crawl through the flesh Beckon Winter, my cold bones Life in me abides

Not bad for things that I didn't need to pause much while writing to think them out.



Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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