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Poemasabi Feb 2013
fragile white crystals crushed by cold feet of twigs and fallen birdseed
Please excuse me as I play with unlearning what I was taught of Haiku
Poemasabi Feb 2013
small waves speckle shore rocks and summer sun erases
A rework of my Lake Drops Haiku with less syllable counting and more focus on message and brevity
Poemasabi Feb 2013
Winter wind doesn't care
and freezes skin that's left bare
Poemasabi Feb 2013
is currently in beta
and all in the wrist

is not disclosed
and worse than the crime
is weak?
is weak
and totally chic
climbing the radio charts
is probably almost as old as the art of tattoo
is the road to ruin
Poemasabi Feb 2013
Things were done
well,
or badly.

Ok, I get it.

The answers I have
are what I have
and
just because
my answers
aren't what you want,
or need so desperately
to hear from my lips
to fit your view
or agenda
does not mean that
I am not telling you all that I know.
Poemasabi Feb 2013
Last night's wings
have become Buddy Rich
in my stomach.
Poemasabi Feb 2013
Today,
two thin gleaming lines
run parallel from
her
to her family.

Two more,
lead from her family
to her future.
But,
not today.
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