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Haiku Attempt #3

empty beer bottles
for colder days make
a fuller bladder

Parting - Poem by Charlotte Brontë

THERE’S no use in weeping,
Though we are condemned to part:
There’s such a thing as keeping
A remembrance in one’s heart:

There’s such a thing as dwelling… 173 more words

Classic Poetry


You look at me and I just stare,

Looking past you until you realize,

My purpose in life is to have no purpose at all, 173 more words

Old Poetry

Write as a Gift to Your Future Self

“Whirled in the cyclone, I

am helpless against the storm

until it leaves me to recover

barefoot on the beach.”

I wrote those words 34 years ago as the opening of a book of poems that I never published. 535 more words

Advice For Writers

A f t e r A l g e r n o n

A f t e r A l g e r n o n

O Spring what lutes heard in yellow
From the golden sighs of youth… 201 more words


things my garden tells me

“the garden is the mirror of the heart.” -unknown

mirrors are fibbers, ze secretly knows, so plants
gardens of squash kale alyssum peas rhubarb rue roses oregano beans… 100 more words


In the past...

Yes, I post in the past. Every so often I open a sketch book, old journal, etc., and find a haiku or other bit of doggrel laying there. 57 more words