The Haiku Blog of Beautiful Fury
Saturday, May 3, 2008
happy punch
flock to the last light
should that face appear again
bludgeon it with love
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from windows, from trees
a simple thing in an unlikely place
a home that could not hold its children
as if every star in the sky died at once, leaving ...
for a moment, amidst the stars and swell, all seem...
puppeteer's dream
a universe of bubble people
box of treasures
becoming instrument
good intentions by surprize
happy punch
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