Contemplating community…
Little Boy Draws
Rushing filled with fright
A little boy draws searchers
Missing overnight
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A salute to all those that turned out…
Please share…
Contemplating community…
Little Boy Draws
Rushing filled with fright
A little boy draws searchers
Missing overnight
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A salute to all those that turned out…
Please share…
Contemplating misery…
Into Knots
Sweating he shivers
Belly twisted into knots
Oh those ghost peppers
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Does this kind of foolishness sound familiar…?
Please share…
Contemplating stupidity…
A Man Is A Fool
A man is a fool
And must needs apologize
Praying he doesn’t bring forward the demise
Of her love for him ever knowing his for her rules
His heart
For she is the center of his life
Yes there are other responsibilities
And day to day life full of difficulties
Crowding out moments meant for his wife
His part
Is to hold her tight and think, so not thoughtlessly cruel
Seems so simple how could he do otherwise?
Yet again he must apologize
Such a fool
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Happy Anniversary My Love…
Contemplating travail…
Looks Like
When you work too hard
Burn out looks like depression
Don’t play that last card
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The last card being whatever desperation brings…
Please share…
From – Thru the Curves: Thoughts on Right In Haiku – (aWIP)
Contemplating hope, and not…
Possibility
Hopeless not always
Lack of possibility
Sometimes mood’s decay
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Emotion is real. But not always reality…
From – Thru the Curves: Thoughts On Right In Haiku – (aWIP)
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Contemplating life’s struggle…
Been Pushed
‘Til whatever lengths
A man has been pushed by fate
Unknown are his strengths
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Been there…?
Contemplating love and loss…
Mists Of Forever
My love’s been forlorn
Lost in mists of forever
Of hope I’ve been shorn
Then again reborn
When thought it would be never
I have been reborn
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Can anyone relate? Please share…
Contemplating fear and the realness of life loved…
To Feel Relaxed
I have stood in fright
And appeared to feel relaxed
Watching my son fight
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What else can I say…
Contemplating pain and wonder…
Crack Of A Bat
The crack of a bat
Or the sound of small arms fire
Putting my ribs back
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From – A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle – (aWIP)
The things you think of in the middle of trauma… Sound familiar…?
Of sadness and sorrow…
Constant Now
Years later he grieves
Maybe not as constant now
Wind rustling the leaves
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book Of Haiku – (aWIP)
We all feel the pain. Let me know if that strikes a chord…