Guest guest Posted June 12, 2001 Report Share Posted June 12, 2001 rain wild flowers on my grave enlightenment james Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 12, 2001 Report Share Posted June 12, 2001 Ha! Haiku............many thanks to those who posted Haiku ref. www. pages - Joyce Friend, Carrying your pack of breeze That open mouth Reveals your Whole interior. Can't get away from the sticky bones of poor scarecrow Priestling. Empty pot overflowing With what it is not. Sitting in the dark, Listening... In the distance, Thundering. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 12, 2001 Report Share Posted June 12, 2001 California sea kelp adorned with otter in deep green embrace bought for my children a furry stuffed otter the dog ate its face smash the glass quickly and the lightness disappears I become darkness bite yellow lemons as wrinkled as you can find your face a mirror butterfly wing dust what cruel hands are hanging here so powdered with shame (This one's a retake on Wim's haiku) I live in a corpse eating lobster tail and steak who's consuming whom? should I cut my throat to silence this huge pie hole? there sits the glass jar what is a strumpet? a straw or a brass trumpet? all three make music Timothy is dead not believing in its shame the world shows its face Timothy is gone the world still appears to spin in its confusion With Love, Mazie Love, Mazie --- End forwarded message --- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 12, 2001 Report Share Posted June 12, 2001 - Dear Jan, I mistakenly attributed this take off to Wim. Excuse my mistake. With Love, Mazie > > (This one's a retake on Wim's haiku) > I live in a corpse > eating lobster tail and steak > who's consuming whom? > > should I cut my throat > to silence this huge pie hole? > there sits the glass jar > > what is a strumpet? > a straw or a brass trumpet? > all three make music > > Timothy is dead > not believing in its shame > the world shows its face > > Timothy is gone > the world still appears to spin > in its confusion > > With Love, > Mazie > > > Love, > Mazie > --- End forwarded message --- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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