The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Saturday, October 4, 2014
1811.
We are an enmeshed
riot of memories and
emotion, so linked.
Friday, October 3, 2014
1810.
We are an ocean,
adrift and tumultuous,
seeking some anchor.
Thursday, October 2, 2014
1809.
The colored fever
of this fall's storms, resonates
like an anchored bell.
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
1808.
She dresses herself
in his vision, cloaking skin
with a hungry need.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
1807.
A massacre of
expended motion, spent and
forever wanting.
Monday, September 29, 2014
1806.
His eyes, a slow and
well-guarded secret, holding
gentle heart's hostage.
Sunday, September 28, 2014
1805.
Hypnotization
in motion. The night a lure
of dreams and shadows.
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