This page is in progress. I am capturing all haiku and micro poetry and some words I tweeted. May take a while, and I started in the middle?
08/16/09 Fabric of past life/ casually tossed in trash/ foundation shudders #haiku
08/16/09 Mind rushes to places unbeknownst to outsiders/ peeks, screams pauses to reconsider/and heads on in… /return may be delayed #micropoetry
08/16/09 Day ran off to play alone/ night rushed in to take its turn/ sun and moon both remained on guard / confused #micropoetry
08/16/09 Brick tossed through curtained/ wall of fears as yet challenged/ will chaos ensue #haikuchallenge #senryu
FIX 08/16/09 My eyes clench. to that which empathy screams loudest of; my ears feign deafness; yet my skin crawls as if it senses that which I’ve ignored
08/18/09 Nature waits outside/ the door remains locked and closed/ autumn holds my key #haiku
08/18/09 What is it that causes things to go up and down – as in our days? Can’t be gravity – or could it? Gravity of mood, perhaps?
08/19/09 usual list made/ items never to be checked / THIS time different #haiku
08/19/09 Procrastination!/ unified nation waiting/ let’s get on with it #senryu #healthreform
08/19/09 Stagnant thought breeds either stagnant action or gross non-action; neither acceptable….
08/19/09 I am on a roll, though which role remains to be seen….
08/19/09 Procrastination of that which should be done has a positive: It allows mind’s deepest thoughts keyboard access disguised as play!
08/19/09 Parched acres drooping/ leaves gave up on sky drenching/ must now wait for man #haiku
08/19/09 soaked acres drooping/ nature misjudged its power/ man must push harvest #haiku #poetwist
08/20/09 Skies are blue/ pigs look pink/ bananas taste good/ in trash they stink #poetry. That ridiculous, but true thought woke me up.
08/20/09 Her head held too high/ suitors clamored to surround/ universe center #poetwist #senryu
08/20/09 Disparity hides/ political politeness/ One lump or two? #haiku #haikuchallenge
08/20/09 If you could be anyone you wanted, it would be you, merely tweaked, right? I hope so.
08/20/09 Cool air beckons my reckless side, march up the hill, no problem; Hot air beckons my lethargy; go outside, in your dreams. Get it yourself.
To be continued….
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