One short poem and two haiku.
I may not be as clear
as the blue water in a jug
but I still have an A-1...
I will love you once again
And it will always be the same . . .
Feeling weak but very satisfied,...
Two birds glide in a cool, cloudy sky.
One is white; the other, black,
But never mind: They don’t fight....
And so what now, dear heart?
The fire's gone, ended forever.
I don't remember...
My muse doesn’t appear anymore.
I crane my neck, night and day,
over the fence, over the shrubs,...
I once had a dame,
angel-like, with a milky skin,
blond hair, green eyes,...
5 COMMENTS
Velantra
January 21, 2016 - 09:13 The smell when grass is cut, and wet ground when it rains. The smell of frangipani flowers, I hate whiskey breath :-(Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.
January 21, 2016 - 20:04 oh, whiskey breath...it's okay, thanks anyway :)Velantra
January 22, 2016 - 02:12 It is a compliment dude. I like your poem and finally found out what a haiku on poetry is...... (I'm blond - so I'm slowwww) been talking to myself on this website. Wondering if all of you are computer generated hahahahabaLorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.
January 22, 2016 - 04:34 computer generated?...hmm, I'm an exception to the rule, bwahaha!pies11
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