Passive avoidance
Existence without presence
Crowded emptiness
Tag: Haiku
Within (Haiku)
Nights won’t let me sleep.
Memories whisper my name.
Imagination.
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Cancellation
Warnings ignored.
Sentiments locked away.
I’ll see you next year.
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Noise
The demonstrations
Contradict expectations.
Change the vibrations.
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Restoration
We were wandering;
Journey we made, complicated.
New path, simplified.
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A Little Different
waning crescent moon
something new is approaching
inconceivable
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Mundane
Colorless morning
Touch of Deja Vu
Thoughtfulness remains
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Crimson Light
Sudden winds disrupt the night.
Cosmic spectacle;
Wish beneath the crimson light.
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Within
Sunshine’s reflection
Likeable; unpopular
That beautiful smile.
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Calm
Marooned beneath the clouds
Finally, the rain subsides;
Embracing the sun.
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Riding gentle flows
Surrender to the motion
Peace over the falls
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Blindsided
Tiny windows;
Thoughts distracted.
Knowledge failing;
Day’s reaction.
Devils lurking;
sunlight blinding.
Expectations.
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Loose Lips
Speaking amidst the contemplation.
Vocalizing our sincerest delights
beneath the quilt of amendments.
Priceless thoughts; our true life.
Accounting for every word given.
War poisoned our ideals.
Vocabulary twisted unequivocally;
Context now compromised and demonized.
Watching every word taken.
We no longer know what to say.
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A Way Out
Walking; sun’s shining
Things got dark pretty quickly.
The hole’s not that deep.
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Rain
Seek and hope to find
Chance of precipitation
We shall overcome
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Beneath the Surface
A seed once planted,
waits for the morning sunshine;
in the evening rain.
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Saturday
Slept a little longer;
The morning seemed a little brighter.
It’s a sunshine day.
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Penance
Looking back so many times;
wishing the moment was different.
Cleaning all the filthy spaces.
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Evolution
Letting go of things;
removing the obstacles
that won’t let me change.
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Sticking Point
I’m losing traction.
Moments are passing by me.
Changing direction.
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Inside
Knowledge forsaken
Early morning pondering
Faith… hope… charity
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