my downtrodden friends
yes the soup kitchen for me
christmas on the streets
Haiku Train
Christmas on the streets,
polished trumpet in my hand:
sally army band.
polished trumpet in my hand:
sally army band.
Fresh snow in the air.
I sneezed without controlling:
powder everywhere.
I sneezed without controlling:
powder everywhere.
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oranggunung
- Preponderant Poster
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She would not be late
Her son would be born on time
A Merry Christmas
Her son would be born on time
A Merry Christmas
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juliadebeauvoir
- Perspicacious Poster
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- Joined: Wed Feb 01, 2006 2:42 am
- Location: East of Eden
A Merry Christmas
Oranggunung, my friend.
And Happy New Year!
Oranggunung, my friend.
And Happy New Year!
"Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you."
'Try to run faster!'
So said my athletic son.
Still New Years Day comes.
So said my athletic son.
Still New Years Day comes.
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Ros
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- Location: this hill-shadowed city/of razors and knives.
- Contact:
on my lover's lips
the taste of port
in a storm
the taste of port
in a storm
Rosencrantz: What are you playing at? Guildenstern: Words. Words. They're all we have to go on.
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Antiphon - www.antiphon.org.uk
in a storm
locks pressed by the wind
chasing downfeathers
locks pressed by the wind
chasing downfeathers
Safe for a while more
I retreat to normal life,
soothe the battered bank.
Marc
I retreat to normal life,
soothe the battered bank.
Marc
Into the new year
where strange fortunes await me.
Should I hope... or fear?
where strange fortunes await me.
Should I hope... or fear?
Must not miss the train
of thought other poets ride;
open up my mind.
of thought other poets ride;
open up my mind.