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 Mar 2015 Cait
E
Maybe I should view this pen
the way my cat sees it,
As she tries over and over
to pluck it away with her velvet paws
from my hesitant grasp,
in some game she has invented
simply to pass the morning
in joy.



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Haiku version:
While I see a pen
my house cat, a game of joy:
robbery with velvet paws
Tried to write it into a haiku form, but I couldn't decide if it still has the same power of theme and meaning. Thoughts?
 Mar 2015 Cait
J. D. Salinger
John Keats
John Keats
John
Please put your scarf on.
 Mar 2015 Cait
Barnaby Harrison
Count to ten and close my eyes
Open up to see the skies
Cry a tear, two or three
Shut away the memories

Discard the thoughts of anguish and pain
All these pictures, all these frames
Burn the clothes, release a scream
Throw away this two way team

Traipse inside and shut the door
Try to cope a little more
Rock away the words you gave
And all the time I tried to save

Approach the bed, redo the sheets
Place carefully the things I keep
Fall asleep another day
Breathe another love away...
 Mar 2015 Cait
Marquis Hardy
They believed
They borrowed
They built...

They lived


They doubted
They dodged
They destroyed...

They lived


They thought
They tried
They tore

They lived

She left...
He waited


She lived...
He waited
 Mar 2015 Cait
Ivy Grace Bell
At night,
I count my blessings with each rise and fall of your chest,
The freckles that form a constellation on your back are a mere
whisper
of the universe you hold in your eyes.
 Mar 2015 Cait
Riya
Incomplete
 Mar 2015 Cait
Riya
Words mean nothing
Nothing at all
If your word is going to be like a glass after it falls.

Broken
Empty
Only spoken

Truth versus illusion.
That seems to fit.
Where the illusion was that I was perfect with him
When the truth is that I couldn't stop the tears from leaving the brim.
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