"varietal" poems - Hello Poetry

the seagull diddled when he perched on my dock, though no invitation extended, no offense was taken, when in observation, of the foolish humanish varietal, did it opine *"dude, u need to move more and exercise those legs, eat right, many small meals, like me, write your-poetry while in airborne motion."* all this was spoke while he speared and swallowed a little river perch, in my face, flying off contentedly, just to drive his point home - directly into my gut so should the next pedestrian creation, be typo'd plenty, though, I can walk and talk, even chew gum simultaneously, advice from seagulls, who defecate on my dock, should be taken as well, in small sized portion control poetry is best served, proudly prone-ly though I did thank him kindly, and went back to bed...

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Jun 22, 2014

Jun 22, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC

stillcrazyafteralltheseye

The Seagull Said

the seagull diddled when he perched on my dock, though no invitation extended, no offense was taken, when in observation, of the foolish humanish varietal, did it opine *"dude, u need to move more and exercise those legs, eat right, many small meals, like me, write your-poetry while in airborne motion."* all this was spoke while he speared and swallowed a little river perch, in my face, flying off contentedly, just to drive his point home - directly into my gut so should the next pedestrian creation, be typo'd plenty, though, I can walk and talk, even chew gum simultaneously, advice from seagulls, who defecate on my dock, should be taken as well, in small sized portion control poetry is best served, proudly prone-ly though I did thank him kindly, and went back to bed...

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109 So ******* lucky To be the person I am Be as you are 90 Flying in the air Notes ebb and flow So sweetly 124 In her arms She gently caresses My beating heart 125 Listen carefully The universe whispers Through wind, rain, and heart 126 Frantic I am Inpatient, frustrated Reason? Unknown 127 The thoughts, words Trickle slowly from above Below and within 119 Unfolding slowly My buds reach for the sky And gasp for water 120 Delicate, open Seeking the next level My roots deepen 106 Tremendously Shy, empathic, bold Beautiful brownie 115 Accepting, gentle Shrewd, candid, brilliant Little ‘ol me 116 I’ve come to Expect; unexpected Events always 107 I am spring Shining, bright, lucid Ready to blossom 112 I accept you Exactly as you are Perfect, flawless, you

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Oct 24, 2013

Oct 24, 2013 at 3:04 PM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku Varietal Blend: Born with Owl Medicine

109 So ******* lucky To be the person I am Be as you are 90 Flying in the air Notes ebb and flow So sweetly 124 In her arms She gently caresses My beating heart 125 Listen carefully The universe whispers Through wind, rain, and heart 126 Frantic I am Inpatient, frustrated Reason? Unknown 127 The thoughts, words Trickle slowly from above Below and within 119 Unfolding slowly My buds reach for the sky And gasp for water 120 Delicate, open Seeking the next level My roots deepen 106 Tremendously Shy, empathic, bold Beautiful brownie 115 Accepting, gentle Shrewd, candid, brilliant Little ‘ol me 116 I’ve come to Expect; unexpected Events always 107 I am spring Shining, bright, lucid Ready to blossom 112 I accept you Exactly as you are Perfect, flawless, you

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It’s good to be hated! But I know my name… hate, blackened, misshapen, ugly, unnatural, yet how it clarifies the mind, like a cupped hand carrying clear, cold, brook water to dry mouth, to shock, enliven, resets resets, all your priorities with alacrity, a word I prefer cause it is an intuitive combo of eagerness + alarm, suddenly much of the trivial is no longer worthy of your ‘to do’ list, you, without thinking, DNA filter your filters, those screens that digest, then reject & reflect the inputs ongoings around you, and you are now reclassified! by the hate surrounding, it declassifies the time wastrels, reinterpreting most everything on a bipolar scale of 1 or 10, there are no shades, the middle ground of gray be fully eliminated, just like those who wish to eliminate me. in a palette of black or white, your e +e, (essence and existence) cannot be ever a gray area, yes, of course, the sunshine is yellow bright, and the grass is spring flushed green, the multicolored daffodils newly define colors varietal, and the waves of the Sound, roll relentlessly, but hate can be coated, camouflaged and subtle disguised, but we know, oh how we know, and how we wanted to ***forget, our “sins”, our original liabilities of our multi colored skins, our religion, our race & ethnicity,*** but NOT our names! the Rabbis tell us that God nearly did not keep his promise to Abraham, to rescue his progeny from slavery in Egypt but saved them only because: ‘On account of four things Israel was redeemed from Egypt: they did not change their names, they did not change their language, they did not speak slander and not even one of them was found to be promiscuous.’^ I know my name; and though you cannot distinguish me by dress, know not my moral life, but now you know my name, given to me by my parents, in the language of my ancestors: Mordecai Netanel ben (son of) Eliyahu Chaim Per my family lore, as told to me by my parents, our family fled from Spain because of the Inquisition (1478), settled in a small town in Germany on the banks of the river Lippe; and from the shtetls of Poland, and those who survived or avoided the Holocaust ultimately left Europe, came here, to the land of the free, the United States of America with names, in their language, with memories intact. I will not flee this country, for I know my true name, inscribed in my pores, in my DNA <> (but should I have to…there is a sanctuary.) May 2 2024

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May 2, 2024

May 2, 2024 at 9:24 PM UTC

nat-lipstadt

It’s good to be hated! But I know my name...

It’s good to be hated! But I know my name… hate, blackened, misshapen, ugly, unnatural, yet how it clarifies the mind, like a cupped hand carrying clear, cold, brook water to dry mouth, to shock, enliven, resets resets, all your priorities with alacrity, a word I prefer cause it is an intuitive combo of eagerness + alarm, suddenly much of the trivial is no longer worthy of your ‘to do’ list, you, without thinking, DNA filter your filters, those screens that digest, then reject & reflect the inputs ongoings around you, and you are now reclassified! by the hate surrounding, it declassifies the time wastrels, reinterpreting most everything on a bipolar scale of 1 or 10, there are no shades, the middle ground of gray be fully eliminated, just like those who wish to eliminate me. in a palette of black or white, your e +e, (essence and existence) cannot be ever a gray area, yes, of course, the sunshine is yellow bright, and the grass is spring flushed green, the multicolored daffodils newly define colors varietal, and the waves of the Sound, roll relentlessly, but hate can be coated, camouflaged and subtle disguised, but we know, oh how we know, and how we wanted to ***forget, our “sins”, our original liabilities of our multi colored skins, our religion, our race & ethnicity,*** but NOT our names! the Rabbis tell us that God nearly did not keep his promise to Abraham, to rescue his progeny from slavery in Egypt but saved them only because: ‘On account of four things Israel was redeemed from Egypt: they did not change their names, they did not change their language, they did not speak slander and not even one of them was found to be promiscuous.’^ I know my name; and though you cannot distinguish me by dress, know not my moral life, but now you know my name, given to me by my parents, in the language of my ancestors: Mordecai Netanel ben (son of) Eliyahu Chaim Per my family lore, as told to me by my parents, our family fled from Spain because of the Inquisition (1478), settled in a small town in Germany on the banks of the river Lippe; and from the shtetls of Poland, and those who survived or avoided the Holocaust ultimately left Europe, came here, to the land of the free, the United States of America with names, in their language, with memories intact. I will not flee this country, for I know my true name, inscribed in my pores, in my DNA <> (but should I have to…there is a sanctuary.) May 2 2024

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35 I’m starting to lose What little patience I have How much longer? 15 It often eludes These old eyes have grown weary I need forgiveness 54 Life beyond breakup Is desolate and hostile No love can grow there 55 With such ease you leave Like a withering violet I transform, I die 56 I breathe this pale air Gasping my lungs clamor For you, for you. You, 47 I can feel nothing My taste buds are like dead leaves No light do I see 45 Is she serious? When will I finally learn? Oh my trust fades 33 An empty bed waits An empty room clamors An empty heart sighs 64 I doubt if I could Or that I’d really want to I now know better 70 I am afraid Of trusting like I once did Am I ready? 65 I starve for embrace I’m very low on love God ****** to hell 34 Is it tomorrow? Can it be the day after? Or maybe never. 72 Tearful agony Replaces where once love was Thoughts of her are thorns 73 My belly fills up With resentment and anger See it in my eyes 31 She thus eludes me Almost by divine design I keep searching 69 As usual The choices that I make ***** in my face 74 Do not judge this book For the pages have been torn Just as my heart has 75 Faint now is The reason to smile and laugh I pray you, help 76 Scolding water Is what I feel when couples Hold hands before me 77 How I hate That I didn’t hold And kiss you more 78 I’m tired This burden pulls Can’t hold on 79 A blank Look, is my only Souvenir, why? 80 It was my fault I admit it, so Much guilt 81 Distant That place; now Appears 32 Burned in my eyelids Are the stinging images That torments my dreams 66 I want to know if This drought can be over Its killing me 67 Dare I reason With this smoldering fire That will not go out? 16 Brilliantly hurt My honor dangles, swaying She swings, for the **** 13 Let the seas dry out And the birds lose their songs True love, come, be mine

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku Varietal Blend: Fistfuls of the ghosts

35 I’m starting to lose What little patience I have How much longer? 15 It often eludes These old eyes have grown weary I need forgiveness 54 Life beyond breakup Is desolate and hostile No love can grow there 55 With such ease you leave Like a withering violet I transform, I die 56 I breathe this pale air Gasping my lungs clamor For you, for you. You, 47 I can feel nothing My taste buds are like dead leaves No light do I see 45 Is she serious? When will I finally learn? Oh my trust fades 33 An empty bed waits An empty room clamors An empty heart sighs 64 I doubt if I could Or that I’d really want to I now know better 70 I am afraid Of trusting like I once did Am I ready? 65 I starve for embrace I’m very low on love God ****** to hell 34 Is it tomorrow? Can it be the day after? Or maybe never. 72 Tearful agony Replaces where once love was Thoughts of her are thorns 73 My belly fills up With resentment and anger See it in my eyes 31 She thus eludes me Almost by divine design I keep searching 69 As usual The choices that I make ***** in my face 74 Do not judge this book For the pages have been torn Just as my heart has 75 Faint now is The reason to smile and laugh I pray you, help 76 Scolding water Is what I feel when couples Hold hands before me 77 How I hate That I didn’t hold And kiss you more 78 I’m tired This burden pulls Can’t hold on 79 A blank Look, is my only Souvenir, why? 80 It was my fault I admit it, so Much guilt 81 Distant That place; now Appears 32 Burned in my eyelids Are the stinging images That torments my dreams 66 I want to know if This drought can be over Its killing me 67 Dare I reason With this smoldering fire That will not go out? 16 Brilliantly hurt My honor dangles, swaying She swings, for the **** 13 Let the seas dry out And the birds lose their songs True love, come, be mine

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Sidestepping shadow-plays boxed in bonus-sized portions for garden-varietal religions, I've had these scuzzy intimations great big (voids) lie behind most altruistic inclinations and the biggest news is, we're still expanding with-in-exhaustible potentials to be eternally filled greater. Now I'll admit to being hampered in my cognitive capacity for meaningful pattern recognition by my debilitating predisposition toward concentrated forms of myopia, ergo, I can't shape a formless mess into anything but incoherent flimflam. I've tried alleviating this condition with meditative concoctions and palliatives of sensory deprivation, yet I fear I'll need a silicon-chip-enhanced head before I can glimpse the cosmic legerdemain spinning its paradoxes of endless surfaces but no top. If I finally do, I'll smile big as a great-white gull winning his first demonstration hand at the three-card monte of not-to-be reconciled contradictions.

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May 15, 2010

May 15, 2010 at 9:41 AM UTC

francis-scudellari

Infinite potential of a finite mind

Sidestepping shadow-plays boxed in bonus-sized portions for garden-varietal religions, I've had these scuzzy intimations great big (voids) lie behind most altruistic inclinations and the biggest news is, we're still expanding with-in-exhaustible potentials to be eternally filled greater. Now I'll admit to being hampered in my cognitive capacity for meaningful pattern recognition by my debilitating predisposition toward concentrated forms of myopia, ergo, I can't shape a formless mess into anything but incoherent flimflam. I've tried alleviating this condition with meditative concoctions and palliatives of sensory deprivation, yet I fear I'll need a silicon-chip-enhanced head before I can glimpse the cosmic legerdemain spinning its paradoxes of endless surfaces but no top. If I finally do, I'll smile big as a great-white gull winning his first demonstration hand at the three-card monte of not-to-be reconciled contradictions.

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95 Resist The temptation Of scarcity 96 Family And friends are So precious 94 Become like The trees that give Tirelessly 19 Have you, we, forgot Everything since coming down here? Darkness blinds us all 82 Connect With one another We are one 40 Don’t judge your neighbor For he is also a gift Of god, just like you 18 Captives, we become As fear, proudly, pulls the noose Tighter and tighter 26 Smashing, we break out Like rain from clouds, we burst through Our time will come soon 46 Even lepers know Compassion, where is yours? Why hide your treasure? 60 Become shining light Illuminate the darkness The world needs you 27 Dare to awaken For this nightmare is soon done Light will soon rule all 28 Incredibly brave And amazingly daring We enter this world 29 Use your mind to build A world where understanding Is the only way 52 Don’t you realize That divided is backwards? Please please please wake up 2 Who can survive that Ravenous hunger, that need To be understood? 53 So many people Still asleep, still using fear As their cold pillow 44 My eyes are wide open I now see life differently I connect with heart 49 On behalf of all Living, breathing, loving life Everywhere; welcome 51 Let me feel your palm Let us, together unite And celebrate love

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Oct 22, 2013

Oct 22, 2013 at 5:18 PM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku Varietal Blend: ONWARD ONWARD ONWARD

95 Resist The temptation Of scarcity 96 Family And friends are So precious 94 Become like The trees that give Tirelessly 19 Have you, we, forgot Everything since coming down here? Darkness blinds us all 82 Connect With one another We are one 40 Don’t judge your neighbor For he is also a gift Of god, just like you 18 Captives, we become As fear, proudly, pulls the noose Tighter and tighter 26 Smashing, we break out Like rain from clouds, we burst through Our time will come soon 46 Even lepers know Compassion, where is yours? Why hide your treasure? 60 Become shining light Illuminate the darkness The world needs you 27 Dare to awaken For this nightmare is soon done Light will soon rule all 28 Incredibly brave And amazingly daring We enter this world 29 Use your mind to build A world where understanding Is the only way 52 Don’t you realize That divided is backwards? Please please please wake up 2 Who can survive that Ravenous hunger, that need To be understood? 53 So many people Still asleep, still using fear As their cold pillow 44 My eyes are wide open I now see life differently I connect with heart 49 On behalf of all Living, breathing, loving life Everywhere; welcome 51 Let me feel your palm Let us, together unite And celebrate love

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I'm floating...on feelings... Up, up and up toward the ceiling in the the sky. The weightlessness began at cloud one. A few hours spent in chatter. Laughter and smiles from the earliest moments. Cloud two swirling inside my head. The movements and hues are varietal in their beauty. Made of a language created by you and me. The hope to cloud three occurred so easily. Realizing your importance in the day to day. Missing you felt natural. Peace and calm quiet your inner voice. All that was needed was a hand in mine. How comfortable I am enveloped in cloud four. Secrets exchanged and memories shared... Create cloud five of trust, the listening ear, the voice of reason. Deep breaths taken and ties strengthened. The use of three words so often said too readily. Love...you...for...being...exactly...you! Cloud six can be described in one word...patience. Cloud seven was a night of unexpected surprises. The verbal return of feelings took my breath away. Sweet nothings with a kiss or two gave it back. Meditation and observation began while enjoying cloud eight. Strong emotions of love, friendship, companionship, passion. Knowing that losing you was no longer a necessary fear. The fall of the walls built to protect. Boundaries crossed and moments of shared pleasure. Knowledge that all is well and will be well let to cloud nine. Here I am...in the sky... Always your friend...and completely in love...with you.

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Jul 15, 2012

Jul 15, 2012 at 2:48 AM UTC

cassie-oneil

Cloud Nine

I'm floating...on feelings... Up, up and up toward the ceiling in the the sky. The weightlessness began at cloud one. A few hours spent in chatter. Laughter and smiles from the earliest moments. Cloud two swirling inside my head. The movements and hues are varietal in their beauty. Made of a language created by you and me. The hope to cloud three occurred so easily. Realizing your importance in the day to day. Missing you felt natural. Peace and calm quiet your inner voice. All that was needed was a hand in mine. How comfortable I am enveloped in cloud four. Secrets exchanged and memories shared... Create cloud five of trust, the listening ear, the voice of reason. Deep breaths taken and ties strengthened. The use of three words so often said too readily. Love...you...for...being...exactly...you! Cloud six can be described in one word...patience. Cloud seven was a night of unexpected surprises. The verbal return of feelings took my breath away. Sweet nothings with a kiss or two gave it back. Meditation and observation began while enjoying cloud eight. Strong emotions of love, friendship, companionship, passion. Knowing that losing you was no longer a necessary fear. The fall of the walls built to protect. Boundaries crossed and moments of shared pleasure. Knowledge that all is well and will be well let to cloud nine. Here I am...in the sky... Always your friend...and completely in love...with you.

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68 Is it really true Many wise ones often Say: this too shall pass 83 Gently I stand tall Roots deep 86 Why not be Grateful, its Much easier 87 The less you do The better off you are Try it 88 Be like water Liquid, solid, gas Genius element 89 If you have A sense of humor You’re free 98 Breathe easy Stride slowly And smile 84 Don’t mistake A storm; they Too have purpose 85 Nothing Lasts, it all changes 61 How I wish and dream That patience was my strong suit Life can take so long 62 Be not delayed For failures are roadblocks Go, take the detour 63 Gentle and pristine My heart now beats differently I become serene 57 Be there a thousand Crisp and amazing sunsets In your heart and mind 48 And then the sunrise Extended its warm embrace To me, finally 50 Don’t feel so alone you’re not the only person That is starved for love 43 Don’t believe, that is If you really want to, then Nod and smile, then dream 36 Do not doubt the might That resides within us all It can move mountains 37 If you allow it If you release all your doubt Freedom can be yours 38 Never surrender That which you hold most precious Cherish it forever 25 Surely this fierce storm That is beating down on me Will pass; like all else 22 Which path is correct? You must choose, lead or follow Go, go, make the leap

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Oct 23, 2013

Oct 23, 2013 at 11:47 AM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku Varietal Blend: Software Upgrade

68 Is it really true Many wise ones often Say: this too shall pass 83 Gently I stand tall Roots deep 86 Why not be Grateful, its Much easier 87 The less you do The better off you are Try it 88 Be like water Liquid, solid, gas Genius element 89 If you have A sense of humor You’re free 98 Breathe easy Stride slowly And smile 84 Don’t mistake A storm; they Too have purpose 85 Nothing Lasts, it all changes 61 How I wish and dream That patience was my strong suit Life can take so long 62 Be not delayed For failures are roadblocks Go, take the detour 63 Gentle and pristine My heart now beats differently I become serene 57 Be there a thousand Crisp and amazing sunsets In your heart and mind 48 And then the sunrise Extended its warm embrace To me, finally 50 Don’t feel so alone you’re not the only person That is starved for love 43 Don’t believe, that is If you really want to, then Nod and smile, then dream 36 Do not doubt the might That resides within us all It can move mountains 37 If you allow it If you release all your doubt Freedom can be yours 38 Never surrender That which you hold most precious Cherish it forever 25 Surely this fierce storm That is beating down on me Will pass; like all else 22 Which path is correct? You must choose, lead or follow Go, go, make the leap

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97 Describe One thing that Love can’t fix 71 Do my eyes deceive? Can what lies before me Be so beautiful? 58 If I were an ant I’d find a way to carry All my love for you 39 I’d like to admit The following: I love you And I always will 14 Like, simply won’t do To use, as, just won’t come close Infinite love; is 12 What container is Nearly the amount needed To hold the patience That is required to fully Love unconditionally? 20 Gentle flower, shine! Exude your musk upon me Sprinkle, slowly, love 21 Brilliant, majestic Fair friend, you offer loving Light of life to all 23 Ferociously real Your love is a wake up call Why choose me, love, why? 3 Do you, rabbit, love? In silence it stares at me Secretly knowing 4 Her skin is warm tea Gentle, always welcoming In it I find peace 1 Delicious as sleep Without exception; love is What all hunger for

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Oct 22, 2013

Oct 22, 2013 at 1:23 PM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku & Tanka Varietal Blend: Love

97 Describe One thing that Love can’t fix 71 Do my eyes deceive? Can what lies before me Be so beautiful? 58 If I were an ant I’d find a way to carry All my love for you 39 I’d like to admit The following: I love you And I always will 14 Like, simply won’t do To use, as, just won’t come close Infinite love; is 12 What container is Nearly the amount needed To hold the patience That is required to fully Love unconditionally? 20 Gentle flower, shine! Exude your musk upon me Sprinkle, slowly, love 21 Brilliant, majestic Fair friend, you offer loving Light of life to all 23 Ferociously real Your love is a wake up call Why choose me, love, why? 3 Do you, rabbit, love? In silence it stares at me Secretly knowing 4 Her skin is warm tea Gentle, always welcoming In it I find peace 1 Delicious as sleep Without exception; love is What all hunger for

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A college in Mexico with axioms lust those lines on faces did entrust a river at the horizon when there was tea ground from leaf there on vacation why she enhanced parlay my sojourn would last today and glory was in this backseat she ready did *** her mind with me. While her lowrider really ran so grand there a nest of hill myna together a divine incline cropped her china and while I toasted her varietal grape.

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Jul 23, 2017

Jul 23, 2017 at 7:42 AM UTC

poetman

La Paz

A college in Mexico with axioms lust those lines on faces did entrust a river at the horizon when there was tea ground from leaf there on vacation why she enhanced parlay my sojourn would last today and glory was in this backseat she ready did *** her mind with me. While her lowrider really ran so grand there a nest of hill myna together a divine incline cropped her china and while I toasted her varietal grape.

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110 All I can see Is the bright horizon I walk faster 105 Storm clouds! Ahh A great thanks to you I’ve grow stronger 101 Let me count to Three million and seven Failures fuel me 102 Rejoice, smile As you breathe, you learn Each day, every way 103 Before you give up Remember these words: Yes I will, one day 113 It seems I Lost all direction On purpose 114 Gross mistake In assuming limits To my willpower 121 Do something. Dare! Shine, be lucid, leap! **** it, I exclaim

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku Varietal Blend: Tightening the focus

110 All I can see Is the bright horizon I walk faster 105 Storm clouds! Ahh A great thanks to you I’ve grow stronger 101 Let me count to Three million and seven Failures fuel me 102 Rejoice, smile As you breathe, you learn Each day, every way 103 Before you give up Remember these words: Yes I will, one day 113 It seems I Lost all direction On purpose 114 Gross mistake In assuming limits To my willpower 121 Do something. Dare! Shine, be lucid, leap! **** it, I exclaim

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41 Cornacopia A living, breathing garden Our small planet is 24 Why mother earth, why? Show so much patience and love to those that hurt you? 10 Garden, lush with life Flourish, living library This planet, our home 11 If she had the chance Forgiveness would not suffice The things we’ve done Would be quite difficult to Understand, earth simply smiles 7 Is the wind my friend? Blow, blow! Bring me Seasons And to others, death

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Oct 22, 2013

Oct 22, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku & Tanka Varietal Blend: 3rd Rock

41 Cornacopia A living, breathing garden Our small planet is 24 Why mother earth, why? Show so much patience and love to those that hurt you? 10 Garden, lush with life Flourish, living library This planet, our home 11 If she had the chance Forgiveness would not suffice The things we’ve done Would be quite difficult to Understand, earth simply smiles 7 Is the wind my friend? Blow, blow! Bring me Seasons And to others, death

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Tryouts starring musical prodigies and/or an attendant conductor attempt to approach ambient chorus divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately striking unmatched vast wisdom yielding, zephyr air albeit creativity engineered from groundswell harmony juxtaposed, kindled, linkedin, manifesting noteworthy opulent philharmonic recording transcribing universal veritable webbed wide world. Wunderkinds yield Ziggurat acme approximated asymptote bequeathing celestial Doppelganger Earthly emulations formulating fractal glinting highlighting ineffable joie de vivre jostling, keen kindling, la la land legerdemain lifting logic lording Ludwig (Josef Johann) Wittgenstein.   Yelping zoological apostle Al affidavit Gore handily heaping hubristically invocation jolting kickstart measures nipping nixed noblesse oblige opera quickening quotidian rapid ruination sans supreme teetering upended venerated wise with acumen arithmetical Benoit Mandelbrot chasing far-fetched ideas lightyears menacing nihilism purging ogres opportunistically resplendently ripping revered tankard tipping unstoppably vanquishing varietal whipsawing wonderfully wrapt yawning youngsters warfare written wrought yanking zestfully crushing environmental family granting Herculean instant karma malevolent, opprobrious pronouncement quiet riot silencing severely tragic ubiquitous vicious wreckage yikyaks apemen cleft Earth. ************************************************* Future foragers denounce capitalistic bamboozlers aggression zealots wrought trashing quintessential naked kingdoms issue flotsam coagulates zonal wastelands torquing quality NON killing habitats Earth bleached yellowed voodoo ruins.

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Aug 21, 2017

Aug 21, 2017 at 12:12 AM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Symphonic Quiescent Overture – Maestro Kant Imitate

Tryouts starring musical prodigies and/or an attendant conductor attempt to approach ambient chorus divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately striking unmatched vast wisdom yielding, zephyr air albeit creativity engineered from groundswell harmony juxtaposed, kindled, linkedin, manifesting noteworthy opulent philharmonic recording transcribing universal veritable webbed wide world. Wunderkinds yield Ziggurat acme approximated asymptote bequeathing celestial Doppelganger Earthly emulations formulating fractal glinting highlighting ineffable joie de vivre jostling, keen kindling, la la land legerdemain lifting logic lording Ludwig (Josef Johann) Wittgenstein.   Yelping zoological apostle Al affidavit Gore handily heaping hubristically invocation jolting kickstart measures nipping nixed noblesse oblige opera quickening quotidian rapid ruination sans supreme teetering upended venerated wise with acumen arithmetical Benoit Mandelbrot chasing far-fetched ideas lightyears menacing nihilism purging ogres opportunistically resplendently ripping revered tankard tipping unstoppably vanquishing varietal whipsawing wonderfully wrapt yawning youngsters warfare written wrought yanking zestfully crushing environmental family granting Herculean instant karma malevolent, opprobrious pronouncement quiet riot silencing severely tragic ubiquitous vicious wreckage yikyaks apemen cleft Earth. ************************************************* Future foragers denounce capitalistic bamboozlers aggression zealots wrought trashing quintessential naked kingdoms issue flotsam coagulates zonal wastelands torquing quality NON killing habitats Earth bleached yellowed voodoo ruins.

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122 I need not To put others down I love freely 104 Greet everyone With a welcoming heart Be not selfish 108 I gaze freely Smiling, recognizing The you in me

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Oct 27, 2013

Oct 27, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC

ocho-the-owl

Haiku Varietal Blend: The Obvious

122 I need not To put others down I love freely 104 Greet everyone With a welcoming heart Be not selfish 108 I gaze freely Smiling, recognizing The you in me

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