"If you look deep enough, you'll see music!" Thomas Carlyle

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I’ve finally mustered the courage to publish these haikus that I’ve written. I hope you will enjoy them. I look forward to your feedback as I continue to explore the various forms of poetry. Blessings to all adorable members of this WordPress Blogosphere who continue to support each other, here. I’m not always available to comment at will but be assured that I do read as many blogs as possible on a daily basis. You’ve all become like family and are even in my prayers now! Much love and hugs to you all Smile

Verdure is restored

As love potion flows from sky

Tulips pucker up

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Spring is in fanfare

Birds and trees are out at play

Children pout, indoors

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Rain pummel windows

Spring’s bully assaults the night

Bolts rip bleeding sky

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Rafting down the stream

Still waters mirror sunlight

Therapy for miles

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Summer seas invite

Tourists bask in paradise

Natives scoot for shade

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Seasons come and go

Plants and animals know well

Mankind – still in awe

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Limbs strip their raiment

Streets lay eager to receive

Winds are scandalous

Arioso


 

quest for good manners

Disdain is the new fad strutting the runway

Sending favour and mores to take their chairs

Ladies flex their arms to swing doors open

And toes trampled sore and met by sneers

 

Flippancy is the new favourite pastime

Someone slips and we choke in laughter’s phlegm

No one cares that youths are out of order

And elders dare not try to order them

 

Debauchery is a fresh trend in the streets

As fashionistas flaunt faux pas in crowd

Nursery rhymes scream lewd, in the name of rap

As swearing juveniles play ‘hiTunes’ too loud

 

I wonder where these trends will lead us

What will life be like in fifty years?

Will the world self-destruct or be recreated

Or will ethos continue shifting gears?


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Keenly, in the blaring silence

I learned to listen with my heart

When all’s too still and ears retire

A trumpeting conscience plays its part

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I learned to listen to my heart

As its booming got too loud to stifle

And all  I’ve tried, there’s no escaping

It’s like the superego seized a rifle

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The conductors of our hearts will lead us

To learn the tempo of sound choice

And so we mustn’t mute the proddings

Of a cacophonic inner voice

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Cartoon: reading (medium) by alexfalcocartoons tagged reader,book,

credits to Carlos Alejandro Falcó Chang at http://www.toonpool.com

 In the beginning

Was the word

That offset a chronicle in return

Goals scrawled pompously absurd

Dictating what we seek or spurn

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Daydreams

So dutifully illustrated

On each page during waking hours

Notes from a lover, clearly dated

And transcribed from distant shores

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Secrets veiled

Behind leather ware

Nuzzle betwixt crisp sheets, contrite

Bidding for permanent residence where

Incubus freely roams at night

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The shades and hues

Signify life’s display

Impressed on us as each tinge arrives

And variegated streaks of heart overlay

On the graphic pages of our lives

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