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Published: 2008-03-01 16:47:58 +0000 UTC; Views: 2056; Favourites: 17; Downloads: 19
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spring haiku-a-thon1. for denise
nose touching soft skin
drinking deep; erotic taste
do I smell perfume?
2. the reality of seasons
police sirens scream
a shooting down on broad street
springtime in philly
3. not from around here
explaining to an
out-of-towner what the fuck
is a mummers parade
4. the color red
lasting impression
crimson contrasts against white
lipstick on my collar
5. a frown at father time
admiring dusk
hours hasten onto dawn
nights grow short again
6. hard to write with it
skilled bladesman; sharp steel
sheath conceals the poet's pen
a martial artist
7. good evening, philadelphia
skyline horizon
sunset paints the canvas red
glowing city lights
8. solitary dining
candlelight and wine
rose petals and fine linen
she never arrives
9. unreliable meteorologist
spring ahead once more
no shadow for the groundhog
meanwhile, more snow falls
10. poetic distractions
words upon a page
paragraphs give birth to tales
busy writing prose
11. solitary poet
grasping for embers
hands clutching tendrils of smoke
the spectre of you
12. searching for warmth
restless dreamer wakes
hand slides across a pillow
nobody lies there
13. the forecast for tonight
drumming against glass
beats upon a window pane
rain taps out a tune
14. a daily lullaby
sound breaks the silence
steady pulse of cars and men
as the city wakes
15. in like a lion
schizophrenic month
first cold, then warm, then rainy
must be march again
16. a shared chuckle
scandalous rumors
glancing at another girl
a wink between friends
17. a deadly encounter
shiver down your spine
skin prickles under warm breath
a predator's kiss
18. not as glamorous as it seems
number endless days
ticking clock; no need to wind
immortality
19. what do march showers bring?
haven't seen the moon
eyes drift upward, rain falls down
dreary city streets
20. cigarette not included
artificial smoke
steam rises from parted lips
springtime commences
21. winter in the heart
melancholy wind
breeze blows past an old park bench
he sits there alone
22. a passage through time
empty corridors
stranger travels through the door
to fields of regret
23. to whatever god will listen
candle light within
a church symbolizes hope
day of renewal
24. musing upon haiku
blank piece of paper
words interplay with feelings
writing poetry
25. staying warm through the cold
hand upon my chest
body lying atop mine
my favorite blanket
26. catching up with you
morning of regret
nights full of wine and roses
bloody hangover
27. bah, distractions
impeded progress
real life prevents artistry
a late submission
28. scenes from fairmount park
diligent jogger
grace meets its mortal foe
tripped over a rock
29. dining with sharp teeth
sweeter than brandy
rivulets run down cool flesh
crimson sacrifice
30. the blue-eyed girl, in brief
ponytails flying
little legs sprint down the path
childlike innocence
31. parting, such sweet sorrow
a final poem penned
days of counting syllables
now come to an end
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Comments: 302
The sweetest.
This is me sleeping, by the way. Can you tell? Pay no mind to the open notebook and pencil beside me.
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Yes, you should be sleeping, shouldn't you? Unless you have blackout shades.
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Dark shades are essential. It's lighter during the day just the same, but devoid of direct sunlight.
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A large one, actually.
Permits me to get a few things done during the day.
Insomnia might as well be good for something.
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am enoying the poems.
one suggestion: perhaps "candlelight and wine / rose petals and fine linen / *she* never arrives" could read "*they* never arrive" or "they never arrived." This would make the poem unisex and men or women would relate to it as the speaker of the poem (presently, a woman reads it as the object of the poem, not the subject).
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Glad you are enjoying them.
The suggestion is appreciated. I understand what you mean, am just afraid it might have lost something. "They" doesn't convey the implied imagery of an absent lover in my mind so much as it causes me to envision... hmm... perhaps being slighted by friends? Perhaps this is my faulty perspective.
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the individual does give it a certain something - a kind of personal intimacy.
its still a great poem!
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7 is such a lovely image. 8 makes me feel lonely.
I love 10! It has to be one of the best ways of describing prose
11 makes me lonely again, but it's so true, sometimes people are out of grasp like smoke. Lovely metaphor.
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Thank you kindly for sharing your thoughts. 
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in answer to #9
woke up to darkness
dogs still asleep at the yard
confused by the sun
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Bravo, Rabbit! Clever poem!
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Very enjoyable riffin'.
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Murphy's Law strikes again.
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LOL!!! Spring "ahead"? I think not. But damn it's got to be out there SOMEWHERE!
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Perhaps behind the next storm cloud?
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Shhh. Not so loud. The snow gods may hear you.
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The gods hate me as it is, my dear. They'll not change their whims one way or the other on my account.
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Lord, you do have self-esteem problems don't you, my dear? EVERYONE is allowed redemption.
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I think I've punched the redemption ticket a few times. Seventy times seven, to be precise.
Self esteem problems? Me? Surely you jest. *grins*
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There is no expiration date on redemption. It's a lifetime pass.
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Funny how it seems the longer I live, the deeper I shovel. Maybe I'll reach China.
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Omg YES at number 8. That's greatness, it brings up all these anticipatory images of a romantic time, then the poem lets you down as much as the situation does. Mmhmm, that's what its all aboot. Hurray boots!
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Aboot? My word, am I back in Canada?
Thank you.
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You make the 5-7-5 look effortless and flow so easily, I never even notice it. You are growing leaps and bounds with the constraints of the form. I am fascinated, watching your progress.
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Dreaming of home sweet home, eh? Do you ever imagine it in daylight anymore? BTW, stop tormenting your creator. She sobbing in a corner and it's all your fault!
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Saw so much of Philadelphia during the night, even as a mortal. So, the mental sky is perpetually black.
I plead innocence! I would have gladly acquiesced to editing, however she kept asking me questions. "So, what happened then? And after that?" The girl was tormenting herself.
Does it make me any less endearing in your sight to admit I didn't mind indulging her, though?
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Heavens, no. You wouldn't be you if you hadn't. Now let her work and get on with our other pet projects. Pleeeeease.
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I've permitted her to be quite productive this weekend. Have not troubled her with so much as a poem beyond the daily haiku.
See? I can be a good boy. Even if the halo is a bit crooked.
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Funny how many women in the world -- including this reader -- like men with slightly crooked halos.
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Oh good. Then I've no need to adjust mine.
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Consider the thought ceased at once.
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your sentiment added to number seven is felt for los angeles too.
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For the love of a city.
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i am of two minds... love the city today, hate it tomorrow. right now, i'm missing yacolt.
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Today, I love the city.
Immerse me within its traffic or a crowd of rude mortals, and I will loathe it.
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yeah, that's why i'm hating it today. traffic and stupid humans! too many goddamned stupid human beings!!! no wonder i prefer the company of dogs and cats! pfft!!
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There are times I wonder if I wouldn't prefer the company of a dog myself. Not so much of a cat person. Hmm... I wonder if any vampires have owned pets before.
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i believe several have had canine and feline companionship, actually. strange how it's never come up before tho, huh...
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Very peculiar. Not as though they make me hungry.
I wonder what a vampire would name a pet.
Fluffy?
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i thought it was obvious... Fang!
*laughs at self and then wanders off in shame of bad joke*
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*snorts a chuckle* It's perfect. Why didn't I think of that?
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But with that sort of name, a Pomeranian is right out.
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i dunno, i've met some pretty gnarly little poms, Pete. remember i have been doing kennel work on and off for 13 years now.
however yes, Fang would better suit a sleek toothsome breed (pun completely intended!) I would say a Doberman or a Wolfhound, maybe a Borzoi.
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