"I wound around my swanchen's neckplace a school of shells of moyles marine to swing their saysangs in her silents:" James Joyce Finneganns Wake
Seasons wear the days away
Burn for you within
Inscribe our names, two
Lovers lost in cold concrete
Wooded afterlives
Millennial oaks
Tower over high heavens
Spirit leaves tremble
Immemorial
Patterns create stairs climbing
Vines of light entwined
Was it only myth?
Laughter, coffee cigarettes
Blue smoke, like your eyes
Shone upon my world
Seeing through dark veils time lay
Before us this fall
Sail dream strewn rivers
Subliminal secret words
Soul etched summit shells
Waves wander away
Sylvan slippers tiptoe dawn
Fades into sunset
Close my eyes again
Shadow pictures paint night walls
Burn with your portraits
Haiku by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-07-19 at 18:37
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9 Haikus For Loretta
Seconds, eons passSeasons wear the days away
Burn for you within
Inscribe our names, two
Lovers lost in cold concrete
Wooded afterlives
Millennial oaks
Tower over high heavens
Spirit leaves tremble
Immemorial
Patterns create stairs climbing
Vines of light entwined
Was it only myth?
Laughter, coffee cigarettes
Blue smoke, like your eyes
Shone upon my world
Seeing through dark veils time lay
Before us this fall
Sail dream strewn rivers
Subliminal secret words
Soul etched summit shells
Waves wander away
Sylvan slippers tiptoe dawn
Fades into sunset
Close my eyes again
Shadow pictures paint night walls
Burn with your portraits
Haiku by Chaucer Whethers
Read 1879 times
Written on 2014-07-19 at 18:37
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