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Timothy Ward Sep 2016
stormy waves pound shores
rocky beaches lay barren
hermit ***** scurry
The art of haiku is to use the prism of detail to magnify and vice versa - without too much explaining. I hope I've done better on this one.
Timothy Ward Sep 2016
and then
one day
my sky
really did fall
and life carried on
without
me
but eventually
i was helped up
slowly
dusted myself off
and i even learned
to smile
again
Life hangs by the thinnest of threads and relationships by the most brittle tendrils of trust. The most I can ask of myself is resilience
Timothy Ward Sep 2016
Lay down
Your weapons
Swords and pens
...and weep
Weep for yourselves
Weep for each other
Weep for your enemy
Weep selfishly
For peace
As you absolve
The sinner
And
The sinned
In a deluge
Of your tears.
Timothy Ward Sep 2016
will i ever
be able
to take you  
into my arms
once more
and hold you
and look
into your eyes
and find
my trust
restored
again
Writing haikus is teaching me to keep it simple. My ex boyfriend left and now wants back and I'm not sure if I'm ready willing or able - he doesn't seem to understand
Timothy Ward Sep 2016
Let's hold hands
Weep with me
Share with me
Your pain
Our friendship
Is sweet duty
To wash away
The stains
Some friends transcend family and are better than medication and therapists combined! I'm lucky to have a couple of great souls in my life.
Timothy Ward Sep 2016
empty is the room
where silence bellows loudly
sacred is this space
Dedicated to all spaces physical and temporal.
Timothy Ward Sep 2016
A child is well fed
A mother is tucked in bed
It was a good day
A mother dotes over her child who in turn takes care of her. Unconditional love.
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