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 Oct 2012 Maggie Lane
Sa Sa Ra
More Like  
The Try Angular  
Square To The Spinning
With  Topsy Turvey Worlds
Curls  Spiraling  Up and Down
nwoD dna  pU gnilaripS  slruC
sdlroW yevruT yspoT  htiW
gninnipS ehT oT erauqS
ralugnA yrT ehT
ekiL eroM
 Oct 2012 Maggie Lane
Sa Sa Ra
Never growing up
Believing in children
They thought they once knew
**Haiku ( poetasters )**

Adolescent moods—
Rampant on hello poetry,
Gloom and doom spewers.

Thank you dear kindly Ormond!!!
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haiku-poetasters/
 Oct 2012 Maggie Lane
cassie sky
These oceans are swelling with passion and grief
Emotions tucked away tightly in the coral reef
Protected by the old, wise octopi tribe
I’ll swim right past them to get inside

When hidden among the deepest blue,
Your light still shines on brightly through,
Radiating a path for me to travel on.

Once I find you in the wake of dawn,
Take me sailing into the sunrise,
Set still the tide with those glowing eyes,

Once these waves do curl and break,
My heart will be all yours to take.
~~


                                   Playing with Bubble Wrap is Strangely Conducive to Human Cognition

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
...on second thoughts, playing with bubble wrap prompted this write, so it may not be so helpful to serious thinking!
contemplate
again!
                       nothing
                      accords
                       with
                     cerebral
                 understanding
impressions
survive;
actualities
disappear -
personalities
s   c   a   t   t   e   r
icons


-Vijayalakshmi Harish
11.10.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Special thanks to Aditya Bhaskara for introducing me to this form.
A Word Sonnet as I understand is a variation of the traditional sonnet. It is fourteen lines long, but containing only one word in each line. So, it is in essence, a short form like a haiku/tanka, and requires just as much care to write!
 Oct 2012 Maggie Lane
Sa Sa Ra
I prefer the pace of warmth
and abhor the bitter gold
 Oct 2012 Maggie Lane
Sa Sa Ra
White.. Doves  Are   My ..Shadows
All Color's  Hued Within.. ..your
prisms casting no doubt to.. ..
There She lays  In Sleeping
Greens furling about Her
Great Serpent slithering
  stalking a darkly prey
already in mourning
great spirits balking
walks talk of surely
withering this way
fearing  rememberence
of dying.. ..dear Blackness
Serpent's Heart of Loving
Our breaths cast away
in lieu of the fight's
in lieu of the flight
in lieu of the fear
of the..Shadows
in love..cast as
lights chill to
Soul's hued
with..eye's
lie to soil
a'bout
'your'
me's
see
E
Y
E
'
        Dye'd
  to
'I'
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