Lazy Poetry II
Slumber awaits
A window turning orange
It is tardy
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Noisy shiny night
A thousand dreams flutter
And die in sleep
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Mind says silly
Heart begs to disagree
The war goes on
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Sun beckons flower
She responds hoping fruition
But withers when he sets
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Close ones turn blurry
The world turns upside down
And unreal clarifies
Sunday, October 21, 2007
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Haiku... this is really neat. Been giving it a go myself recently, thanks for sharing.
thanks ul. i would hesitate to call it haiku - there are very specific rules for that form ( 5-7-5 syllables for example). and mine don't exactly follow those. that's why i call it lazy - i don't bother to craft it that precise.
Sure traditional haiku does, but not the modern versions I have seen of it - which kind of reduces it to three lines and brings up beautiful imagery with it. I have never made the 5-7-5 standard either....but hey who says art needs to be precise. Lazy fits. Thanks for sharing anyway.
Love these. My favourites are 'Noisy Shiny...' and 'Close ones...' Beautiful.
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