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  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    charles wrote:
    stuck in the rock
    her eye on the ocean
    another night
    what climbs the rock
    may stop
    waves
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    his last tree
    he measures the height
    he measures his neck
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    fear is cardiac
    try and take a breath on that
    (they say "don't worry")

    for a friend
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    charles wrote:
    belly dancer...
    the last wave of the day
    his dog-tired arms!
    to be paid
    to move our stomachs
    Aurora Avenue
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • meistereder
    meistereder Posts: 1,577
    Not afraid of pooch
    Too fluffy and small to hurt
    When she snaps at me
    San Diego 10/25/00, Mountain View 6/1/03, Santa Barbara 10/28/03, Northwest School 3/18/05, San Diego 7/7/06, Los Angeles 7/9/06, 7/10/06, Honolulu (U2) 12/9/06, Santa Barbara (EV) 4/10/08, Los Angeles (EV) 4/12/08, Hartford 6/27/08, Mansfield 6/28/08, VH1 Rock Honors The Who 7/12/08, Seattle 9/21/09, Universal City 9/30/09, 10/1/09, 10/6/09, 10/7/09, San Diego 10/9/09, Los Angeles (EV) 7/8/11, Santa Barbara (EV) 7/9/11, Chicago 7/19/13, San Diego 11/21/13, Los Angeles 11/23/13, 11/24/13, Oakland 11/26/13, Chicago 8/22/16, Missoula 8/13/18, Boston 9/2/18, Los Angeles 2/25/22 (EV), San Diego 5/3/22, Los Angeles 5/6/22, 5/7/22, Imola 6/25/22, Los Angeles 5/21/24, [London 6/29/24], [Boston 9/15/24]
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    akinokase wrote:
    street lady waits
    strip man souls in a glance
    and forget them
    streetwalker
    caught in the new truck headlights
    forgotten name
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • like water, power
    appears as its container-
    dance like the ocean
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    tchaliz wrote:
    dark night
    darker shadow
    black cat!
    round in round
    underneath the lamplight
    look at that cat dance!
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    Shayne wrote:
    like water, power
    appears as its container-
    dance like the ocean
    once powered then fallen
    an ocean liner
    contained
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • bare branches
    from separate trees cross
    dreamcatcher

    oily fingers
    dropping yesterday
    take me home
    I'll dig a tunnel
    from my window to yours
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    tchaliz wrote:
    sound of silence
    few of us
    ever listen
    Billie Holiday
    if only
    we could hear
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    tchaliz wrote:
    the old teacher
    her mooving fingers
    like bare branches
    moving teacher
    bare branches
    swept by the wind
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • TyeDye
    TyeDye Posts: 19
    The gentle whisper
    Scuttles its way down the hall
    Quiet as a mouse
    Makes much more sense....to live in the present tense.
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    MyRope1 wrote:
    Here in heaven's hell
    We love just like a disease
    And hate like the cure
    cicadas
    wake us
    in mourning
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,376
    the hanging tree branch
    a car slowly
    approaches
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • olderman
    olderman Posts: 1,765
    sinister siblings shards
    of glass glowing
    campfires
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • burtschips
    burtschips Posts: 734
    in the light
    calm seas and sky
    rolling in
    Salut baloo
  • burtschips
    burtschips Posts: 734
    scorched timber bark
    earth raged red
    cinders cool black
    Salut baloo
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    tchaliz wrote:
    no hell no sky
    world is black and white
    coal miner

    Fanged demon mine
    belches frothing lungs, blood spit
    toil, broken bones
  • olderman
    olderman Posts: 1,765
    tchaliz wrote:
    fanged black faces
    drink and shout so loud
    their broken voices...

    break the silence,
    spoils a bid for a night
    of ecstasy
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green