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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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Yes, I can imagine you've encountered your share.
Dobermans are nice. Owned a retriever when I was young. Wouldn't have been a picturesque Americana family without one.
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yeah everyone should know a retriever once in their lives.
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They are quite affectionate and loyal.
Ah, perhaps that's what I need, then.
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#4 is very vivid in it's imagery. Wow!
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My clocks spring ahead this Saturday. Come visit, and enjoy an extra hour of night.
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Clocks spring ahead here as well. But that would be a loss of an hour, wouldn't it?
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Ah, but when it was 6am and getting light out before, it will now be dark for another hour. For at least a while, the vampires get to play a bit longer before bedtime.
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Bedtime. What is this bedtime of which you speak?
Or, am I the only masochist of the lot?
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You never sleep? I know, I know, no coffin. But a little respite from the sun perhaps?
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My sleep habits are abysmal. Cat naps interspersed throughout the day, unless I'm utterly exhausted.
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Sounds like someone else we know. That explains her general feeling of exhaustion all the time.
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Yes, she's not much of a sleeper either. Though, for different reasons.
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And you have nothing to do with ANY of them, I'm sure.
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Is my halo slipping again?
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Can never keep the blasted thing straight.
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Don't bother. It looks good on you that way.
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A little off-balance. Just like me.
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Love these, especially the last one.
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I have a special affinity for them as well.
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I've forgotten the name of the species, but they're actually very dark red, not black. I know, because my parents have been growing and selling flowers more years than I have in my life. So - grown up with them 
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I think I'd heard their species once as well, but have since forgotten it.
A pity I can't ask Katherine the Florist more about them now.
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Oops? Never shoot the bartender or pianist, and never drain your florist
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Ah, the lessons we learn a moment too late.
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Mhmh. Anyways, keep that name in mind - Black Baccara. Sounds cool, doesn't it?
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It does sound rather "cool". 
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ican relate to 3 and 5 right now.
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#5 is the sad reality. Once we change clocks it only seems to go downhill from there.
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no kidding. *sighs*
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Im a slave to the 5-7-5 too, but Im trying to change it as well. I wouldnβt say itβs stopping you from writing amazing haiku at all though, theyβre all so lovely. The first one is so sensual, I enjoy how itβs so different from regular portrayal of love but it still catches it with that last line talking of perfume. The second one made me laugh, spring has many faces indeed. The third one made me laugh yet again, loving your sense of humour 
Sorry just had to comment on them all! Will be watching for updates!
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I don't mind in the slightest. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
It's been challenging, but quite a bit of fun as well. I must check in on your progress now!
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I like number 4, I like how the image becomes complete at the very last word, that's a nice touch that adds some more depth to the poem. You're getting the hang of this!
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I was pleased with that one as well.
Hopefully another gem or two emerges.
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If only? Never had lipstick on the collar huh?
Great work... I hadn't read many haikus lately but I really like it.
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Not had the lipstick on the collar in a while.
Glad you enjoyed.
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heh, come to think of it I don't think I've ever put lipstick on a guy's collar, mostly cause I rarely wear lipstick, and guys aren't too keen on having lipstick on their collar, at least, the ones that wore something other than t-shirts. Left a few hickeys though.
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Hickeys are just as good, at times, if not better. I consider the lipstick a badge of honor. But I confess I'm a bit peculiar.
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lol, well come to think of it other than my husband I don't think any other guys I dated actually had a collar. They're all t-shirt guys. It's just not the same to have lipstick near the neck of a t-shirt. Just not as cool.
Hickeys can be great, but I'm not allowed to give them anymore. *pout*
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No, I agree. Something about the collared shirt and the impression of red has more of a classy, if still a bit amusing, feel to it.
Tsk, tsk. No more hickeys? What fun is that?
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heh, very true
I know, but my husband always worries about someone at work seeing them. We used to do it a lot when we were first married and got teased about it a lot, but he won't do it anymore.
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Ah, understood.
They were just jealous.
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yeah I know they were jealous, but people's jealousy actually got him into quite a bit of trouble at work.
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Well, that's never a good thing, then. Quite understood why the fun had to end.
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yeah 
They didn't even let us get our newlywed year out before people were causing trouble for us. Of course, my boss had a huge thing for him so that made things difficult all around.
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Ah... more jealousy.
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heh, that was a bit different. She actually harrassed me until I quit.
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