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Haikupalooza

Updated on November 15, 2014

I do love a haiku.

As close as one pole

To the other--distance far

Near enough to touch


If I could kiss you

Then those demons would forget

The head they once held


The imperfection

In the table holds the truth

The wood once lived too


Don't mock me nor loathe

What I've become--I know you

Hate things I love too


Your eyes tell me things

That your heart refuses to

Spill out like your words


I write like I live

Out loud and under radar

No blips on the screen


Her old hands crumbled

Like crust on a pie of life

Help yourself; be kind


Waitress serves me love

With reality slices

Without butter or jam


Smooth lips, rough heart brings

Words of trust but tongue of lies

Cover me, August


She gave the light that

Brought life to the dead of heart

Forgot about her


Changes like the change

Of leaves on trees of despair

Green to the bluest


Once it passed from me

It overflowed over you

Drowned you in distress


While you forgot me

I recalled what was sleeping

In the sheets between


A tree without leaves

Is a woman without child

Childless bearing all


What she says does not

Go always. What she wants does

Want me to be more


He builds the houses

That destroy the villages

Magistrates can’t vote


Once there was a girl

Who wanted much more than life

Offered—she gave up


The lines in my skin

Lead up to lies in my head

Wrinkles are old sighs


Gauze and band-aids heal

The external wound dying

Scab infection bleeds

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