Haiku

Each of these is inspired by a page or story in my journal

I came from nothing

Emptiness gave birth to me

And called me Daughter

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Hope is a whisper

A mere breath in dark stillness

Wind in the willows

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Weeping is for panes

They say windows of the soul

Are like irises

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Beating of a heart

Palpitations of song

‘Till I am deep blue

***

A rose, red petals

Lady of the garden bed

Arose, and left me

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I’ve forgotten more

Than your pen will ever know

I will share the dreams

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A taste in my mouth

Left from eating my own words

Is a humble one

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A pen is like sex

Naked prose lie on white sheets

Call it metaphor

***

If humble were hip

Your sweet ass would fall right off

you cocky rooster

 

 

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