Haiku IQ Is this short enough To print in the newspaper Or is it too wrong? Haiku Snafu Why stifle poets? Editorials drag on No rhyme or reason Snafu Haiku Defining snafu: Chaotic or confusing American dream Ciera S. Louise c. July 04, 2005
I am in love With a part of you. The side of your heart Still yearning and wanting To be loved for who you are. I'll comfort the half that remains If it is all you have to give right now. I was not to witness when she was there, Wielding her knife of impossible...
When maple leaf clusters flutter And wide lake waters shimmer When mountain mica shines And beach sands dazzle I feel elation However: When hot pavement glitters And littered cans glisten When the peasant's brow shines And weapons of war flash I feel such sorrow...
Crusading for Christianity Denouncing God's humanity Confess, repent, baptismal bath To save you from the coming wrath I don't think there's a certain fix Scripture is no bag of tricks We all know who the other be Raising Cain for democracy Freedom fighters fight just...
Beautiful butterflies Balancing by botanical brilliance Beside Bethlehem's broken boundaries Bloodstained boulders Behold bad bureaucracies Bought by belligerent brutes Bearing bayonets Building barricades Bursting bombs Baffled bystanders besieged Bartholomew...
Do not Undermine, Overshoot, nor Bad Rap The Prophetess Do not Lie to, Steal from, nor Betray The Prophetess Do not expect Anything, Everything, nor Nothing Do not Look Back, Re-enter, nor Reminisce She is the Omna She is the Present She is the Breath of Life We are...
If we obey every thing We shall crumble Too many masters Then we mumble Why me? Why me? I've done my time I am persecuted Without a crime Oh but to fail Martyr without cause Replay the message Then actually pause God gave you a Spirit A Voice for to speak A temple of...
I had a pet rat named 'Simon' He'd fetch and knew his name He never tried to bite me Hide-and-seek was his best game One day I saw his face inquire Why some people hated his kind "Why did so many believe The stories so well designed? The flea passed out the plague...
You love....and hold The one child who fell Bloody knee, broken ego He sobbed in your arms I watched in sad silence As you heal with a kiss. All pains a part of life But within My soul A deep ugly scar I always knew Dear mother You didn't Love Me No hugs No kisses No...
Simon says get off my ass You follow much too close But if that bus were not so slow I'd not drive comatose I knew I had a destination Now forgotten where I'm going 'Cause there's a yellow behemoth Driving like he's mowing Unseen fields in our path For a never ending...