“Be gentle, be slow, take your time with broken me, be tender, don’t go.”
—Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson“Where will we find strength if not inside of ourselves? How else can we thrive?”
—Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
a series of haikus about my roommate (part 2)
roommate, your snoring
sounds like a freight train had sex
with an old blender
i have made a chart -
you sleep roughly ten hours
out of twenty four
which means that i deal
with your fucking avalanche
one might call snoring
during this time. but
but still, if possible, i
hate you more awake
haiku's May 2012
1.
morning walk
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drunk and stumbling through
the harsh light of this cold city street
-morning tradition
2.
the sky that hung like a tarp….
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these dark grey clouds
hanging subtly amidst a summer sky
as a broken man dreams
3.
somedays
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I can’t tell if I
really care for people or merely
tolerate them
4.
I guess some people
weren’t meant to catch a break
and so life persists
5.
flowers blooming in the hills
like these thoughts of you that sprout
and take hold in my mind
6.
Inequity of words(pt.2)
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Often falling short
These words can be but meager things
-anxiety eats me alive
8.
spring night
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The cool breezes of a
spring night carry memories of
the Lullabies you sang
9.
these songs on the edge of
my mind shimmer and dance before me
-the ghost of a melody
10.
the moon
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A Cold wind whispered
through the trees in wonder At the
sight of the moon that night
11.
In the cold air of night
The light of the moon shines on me brightly
as Your image haunts me
12.
slave
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they use you like a
slave until your body gives out
and returns to the earth
13.
song birds
singing the morning’s
first song
14.
summer sun,
the steady pulse
of cicadas
15.
a friday in may
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memories of you
forever standing on the
edge of summer
16.
like shadows that dance…
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nightmares that visit
me in my bed pass by like
shadows that dance
17.
tuesday….
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another morning
in the dim glow of the monitor
life is unfolding
18.
Middle-earth
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out there in the
Forgotten lands of our middle earth
-Beauty unsurpassed
19.
this slow sinking life
was nothing more than a melody
in a minor key
20.
I don’t really get
uncomfortable I merely
bask in awkwardness
21.
Resentful glares
from across the room Painted our
souls with a greenish hue
22.
six
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even my
life becomes dust
someday
23.
the truth of it was
often eclipsed by the lies her soul
regurgitated
24.
solitary…
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gathering the fragments
of a life in solitary
paintings hang on the wall…
25.
Of afternoon walks & the like
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Walking barefoot in
the city during the hot sunny days
-the freedom of summer
