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THERE IS NO POINT TO THIS
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HAIKUS
ONE
crow cries I'm freezing - the snow branch though is silent - the black bird is stuck
TWO
dim light, thought the lake - where is the sun she queried - moon bright laughed the night.
THREE
she scolded the loon - too lazy to spread his wings - his heart touched he flew
FOUR
coloured in passion - not really in blacks and whites - pleasure for the eyes
FIVE
one with the music - a vestibule for magic - love fills warm the air
SIX
bonsai beautiful - with white scented blossoms grow- though old still virile
SEVEN
watch the gushing flow - autumn winter summer spring - chisels rock sculptures
EIGHT
winged one so angry - against shades and hues pretty - come and rest on me
NINE
grasshoppers on leafs - blossoms watch them intently - life works in circles
TEN
tree your shadow speaks - friend earth keeps you and you her - sky joins in with glee
ELEVEN
gold red swirls and curves - the frozen flames light the night - save me brave fireheart
TWELVE
a barbed wire blocks – where body meets mind with heart – your horizon closed
THIRTEEN
walking on water – pass evergreens and mountains – wake my true love there
FOURTEEN
scampers a bright moon – gifts liquid life a lit view – watch them rendezvous
THANK YOU,
ABOVE ALL ELSE, LOVE
MY BODYGUARD SAYS VISIT AGAIN...OR ELSE! SHE'S ADORABLE, ANGRY.
GENTLEMEN? HINT! THERE IS A TIME TO SPEAK AND A TIME TO LISTEN.
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