confession is all:
it is what my poetry is,
and that is my life.
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Tickle your toes. . .
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driving home from the farmer's market- I can't see anything- through this storm- I come home to sleep- with you-rest in your arms fu... -
nipped at the ankles which is how I wander through life sometimes I must be pushed through a door finally opened after years of knock...
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Today I was interviewed for Poets United small stone: July 13th so many things for granted, taken: two kinds of silverware.
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Reminder "You do not seem to understand," they'd say "That rivers are wide, and are not so easily crossed, we fear, they ...
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in August for John Keats I didn't die unrequited. I took a wife in August. My wife was wearing silky white shoulders holding out her bon...
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At age 25 for Sir John Donne Down went San Felipe. Crimson and pale, rippling, clinging to it's mist. Oh, how that flagship hurled itsel...
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A woman's stance feet parted so that like a breezy window the mantle opened slightly lets in curves of salty air- but here there is no, ...
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and now that the anger is gone there may be a few more glimpses like looking out of the window through a thin veil of silk. a look in...
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July 7th the face of a rose deflates our windowsill- not much of a garden. July 8th after the party- a painting is crooked I think someone d...
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No one cares for me, because I once cared for you. futile attempts to invigorate the soil with hands un-gloved, dirty deeds to provide my li...
Poets United Contributor
Life is as beautiful as a poetry as of your haiku.
ReplyDeleteNice thought!
and so it is ~
ReplyDeletelovely haiku~
very true for all poets! lovely haiku! ♥
ReplyDeleteA bold and confident confession!! :)
ReplyDeletenice! so simple yet effective! ;)
ReplyDeleteOur work is an extension of therapy -- often a cathartic one! Great job!!
ReplyDeleteConfessing through poetry and writing can be so liberating. Thanks for the beautiful haiku.
ReplyDeletewell said in such simple words :)
ReplyDeleteVery simple and yet a great write...:)
ReplyDeletehttp://sandhyaguptamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/confession.html
It's hard to hide much if you're a poet!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I can relate to this :)
ReplyDeletewhat a real confession that is :-)
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