Tag: haiku
member name: Annina Anton
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June 27, 2006 10:26 PM EDT --
Summer's come to call
And with it brings a sweet kiss
Of bright remembrance.
Rainstorm do your all
To nourish parched environs
With your moisture rare.
Tree frog counterpoint
Lonely croaking pleas . . .
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April 29, 2007 03:55 PM EDT --
A DAY IN MY GARDEN
Honeybees cavort
Throughout the honeysuckle,
Glad to be busy.
Something is . . .
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May 31, 2006 06:12 PM EDT --
MY LOVE IS SMILING.
IN HIS SLEEP HE TELLS STORIES
OF DECADES OF JOY!
He is such a good man, my husband of thirty years. I don't know where I would be without him. He works too hard to keep the wolf . . .
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March 28, 2006 03:49 PM EST --
My Curious Koi
Sprite in my bedroom,
Mithril wants to swim with us
In our strange water.
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April 01, 2006 11:02 AM EST --
Fuzzy Diamond dog
Sleeps on my feet and "bloop-bloops,"
Dreaming of pizza.
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March 25, 2006 12:00 PM EST --
HOOKER'S CONFUSION
Let me get this straight.
You pay me all that money
And I give you...LOVE???
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April 01, 2006 11:28 AM EST --
Childhood speaks to me
In bright snapshots and movies
Of magical times.
Bike trips and scraped knees,
Boulder that was pirate ship,
Treasures made of glass.
Daughter of Nature,
Dryad frolicking . . .
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March 07, 2006 03:00 PM EST --
~MORNING~
Dewdrops drip from grass
Like pearls of molten moonbeam,
Moths depart with sighs.
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March 07, 2006 03:16 PM EST --
~SLEEPLESS~
My eyes are heavy,
But my mind will not be stilled.
And so…I watch stars.
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March 25, 2006 11:52 AM EST --
TINNITUS
The sound in my head
Does harmonic indulging
With a tone that hertz.
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March 25, 2006 11:55 AM EST --
GOLDEN APPLES
He came with baskets
To collect my rich dower...
Father paid in trees.
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March 25, 2006 11:54 AM EST --
ZEN COOKIES
Oreos are fun.
One always eats the centers
Before the black crunch.
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March 07, 2006 03:14 PM EST --
~CARDINALS~
Flashes of scarlet,
Cardinals in my back yard
Think the world is theirs.
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March 07, 2006 03:06 PM EST --
~CHERRY BLOSSOMS~
Pink snow that smells good
Drifts down around my ankles,
Into mounds of petals.
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