it's not possible.
I think the problem must be-
too much love and hate.
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Tickle your toes. . .
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two squinting painted eyes looking solemn on a leathery face. this knight of the golden age has a 20 gallon bucket of a hat atop his slicked... -
to have sticky pins for fingertips and ballpoint pens for thumbs. then I could fascinate myself to you, and write away doldrums.
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In my dreams I am the fictional version of myself. The one I seek to be in my short-stories and prose. The one who gets her point across but... -
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Tickling toes- there was something about that barefooted madness something about that wistful waist-high wishing and wooshing in the woods, ...
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My dearest Lavinia, for Emily Dickinson You, ever my confidante- I hoped that you might be available, fingers interlaced, with my boot step ...
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our silence comes easy and there is much to it the commingling of our fingers and the swapping of palm oils and the nimble saltation of ...
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RICK: Hey Rick? DICK: Yea, Dick? RICK: See that sky roll on by? (points) DICK: ...Oh, my... RICK: Don't i-t'almost makes yer wanner.... -
Eyes and skies a fuzzy crystal blue. A sunlit shouldered sensation and smirking hips and lips without vibration a scorched summer driveway ...
Poets United Contributor
yes...excellent, and insightful.
ReplyDeletethanks :)
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting take on friendship and what it takes to maintain one. Nicely written.
ReplyDeleteyou really seem to have made the haiku form your own, you use it so expressively :)
ReplyDeleteI still appreciate the 5/7/5 even if others do not.
ReplyDeleteIt's true: Sometimes love and hate are both parts of a friendship. What complicated beings we humans are!
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