Haiku

[Quadman2]

Bald

The hair was once there
Luxuriant and vibrant.
Then genetics struck.
Each strand sighing and dying,
Parting too early.

A

Thank your ancestors for those "genes".

On the positive sides, money saved (no cutting), no fussing with combs...but watch that sun!

Q

 

[Quadman2]

Strength

@ETLS
A body ravaged
Fighting a desperate war
No comfort in sight
But the hope of the future
Outweighs the present ordeal.

So well you capulated ETLS's struggle as he tries to cope each minute with that... hidious malady.

Q

 

[Quadman2]

DREAMS

Solitary scenes
dealing with problems and strife
searching for answers.

Q

 

[Quadman2]

POETRY

Allusive writing
with unknown spaces and lost
words of hidden shares
needing reading between lines
of unspoken silent words. (Tanka)

Q

 

[Apreggiator]

Kerfuffle

Teen jokes and door slams
Bashful sloths roll into day
Morning coffee steam

 

[bobsvinyl]

Meltdown

Icicled gutters
Like ancient fang filled jawbones
Gnaw at the roof's edge.

 

[bobsvinyl]

I Ran

Woke up to smoke plumes,
A morning of new mourning
Death has come again
In it's bored, casual way.
A sad, fatal lottery.

 

[Quadman2]

Kerfuffle

Teen jokes and door slams
Bashful sloths roll into day
Morning coffee steam

How well I remember those "days past", that you've captured so well!

Q

 

[Quadman2]

I Ran

Woke up to smoke plumes,
A morning of new mourning
Death has come again
In it's bored, casual way.
A sad, fatal lottery.

Sad how "reality" does embrace us... with impunity.


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[Quadman2]

WOODEN SENTINEL

Alone you remain
last of your tall silent kind
due to man's steel teeth.

Q

 

[bobsvinyl]

Drifting

Floating weathered wood.
Shaped by water and worm holes.
Showing it's journey
Through cold, mist covered oceans
Without revealing it's past.

 

[Quadman2]

Nice! Nature's shaping, creating... an art form.

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[Quadman2]

KILLER PLANT

Addictive, you wait
holding within your plant cells
deadly poison that's
killing seven million
smokers each and every year.

Q Tanka in structure...but is lacking in poetry. Call it a "Tank", rather than a "Tanka".

 

[bobsvinyl]

Time Passes

Dead car in a field.
Framed by dry grass and brambles
fighting with the rust
That has slowly consumed it,
Returning it to the earth.

 

[Quadman2]

Time Passes

Dead car in a field.
Framed by dry grass and brambles
It fights with the rust
That has slowly consumed it,
Returning it to the earth.

"Ashes to ashes...dust is rust!" The completed "Circle".


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[Quadman2]

LAST LEAF

Hanging on until
Godess of Nature gives her
permision to fall.

Q

 

[bobsvinyl]

Empty House

Quietly waiting
For life to return to it.
The happy laughter,
The clatter of children's shoes
Making the home breathe again.

 

[Quadman2]

Houses do...have feelings, as you just pointed out.

Super personification!


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[Quadman2]

RIVER

Ever so tiny
you begin to grow in size
until you become
behemoth massive in form
carving new canyons in stone.

Q

 

[Apreggiator]

Jumpstart

Forsaken roadside
Tears spilt by your undead car
Kindness sparks a start