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| 8.80 |
10 |
bliss |
eyes, old unseeing,
grizzled weather-beaten face,
release me he begs 
Comments(1) |
11/24/2008 |
| 8.77 |
48 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
I dreamed of a brave new world
free of war, where all lives mattered
and roses flourished in snow
Comments(0) |
03/05/2010 |
| 8.67 |
9 |
Kimberley Royalty |
damn haiku snipers
running by shooting out 1's
like it means nothing
Comments(4) |
02/09/2009 |
| 8.56 |
16 |
cfklein |
Awaking thoughts
Like fragile mayflies,
Whisper then die.
Comments(0) |
02/20/2010 |
| 8.55 |
44 |
cfklein |
Three tall pine,
green centuries swaying
wind through hair.
Comments(0) |
08/11/2009 |
| 8.42 |
12 |
Luz de la Paz |
it takes no talent
to snare the small, wounded bird
it wants to be caught 
Comments(4) |
12/18/2008 |
| 8.19 |
26 |
gopichand&nagasuseela |
Let us face boldly
Life's tsunamies and tempests
With smiles, pats and cheers
Comments(0) |
03/03/2009 |
| 8.18 |
11 |
Luz de la Paz |
you are buried deep
I cannot recover you
even if i tried
Comments(0) |
12/31/2008 |
| 8.14 |
7 |
Luz de la Paz |
aprender a volar
mi pajaro de papel
paloma blanca
Comments(1) |
01/13/2009 |
| 8.11 |
62 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
they fail to know her
red-haired girl in green-plaid tights
she dances alone
Comments(0) |
12/01/2009 |
| 8.07 |
14 |
bliss |
my spirit wakens
joyful, sensing your spirit
restless no longer
Comments(0) |
11/04/2008 |
| 8.00 |
28 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
writing on the wall
graffiti philosophers
often speak the truth
Comments(0) |
03/18/2010 |
| 8.00 |
6 |
Haiku Hary |
Sticks in the river
Fallen remnants from the trees
Water guides their path
Comments(0) |
02/13/2009 |
| 7.88 |
26 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
the terror he feels
the moment before it starts
is what makes him great
Comments(0) |
03/05/2009 |
| 7.86 |
14 |
Luz de la Paz |
laying bricks at night
I am resigned to this fate
sad and perspiring
Comments(0) |
12/31/2008 |
| 7.84 |
44 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
autumn winds whisper
and suddenly every tree
feels free to litter
Comments(3) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.72 |
53 |
cfklein |
Searching for Eternity
Perfection sits on the table,
never to be completed...
Comments(0) |
08/11/2009 |
| 7.67 |
9 |
bliss |
angry tiger growls
dominance is proven then,
must it be cruel
Comments(0) |
11/19/2008 |
| 7.60 |
10 |
Luz de la Paz |
I'm shy and I'm proud
and some things move me to tears
like everyone else
Comments(3) |
02/22/2009 |
| 7.59 |
17 |
gopichand&nagasuseela |
A thick fog of tears
Flew through the windows of eyes
To merge with rain drops
Comments(0) |
02/23/2009 |
| 7.57 |
21 |
gopichand&nagasuseela |
Warm tears flushing out
Smudging rose cheeks in winter
Burden tender cheeks
Comments(0) |
03/03/2009 |
| 7.57 |
7 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
winter darkness reigns supreme
while deep beneath the frozen ground
ambitious seeds doth dream
Comments(0) |
12/08/2008 |
| 7.54 |
26 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
take back roads more often---
you'll get there sooner on main
highways,
but miss important stuff
Comments(0) |
03/18/2010 |
| 7.51 |
57 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
my dreams are unwritten
ebbing & flowing at whim
not etched in cold, gray stone
Comments(0) |
12/01/2009 |
| 7.50 |
10 |
riksix |
i look for myself
there are roads hard traveled
we are often lost
Comments(2) |
01/17/2009 |
| 7.47 |
15 |
MySugarLumps |
See AC/DC
Like I just did with my dad.
Angus tore it up!
Comments(0) |
02/16/2009 |
| 7.43 |
7 |
McVeezy |
ODE TO GARBAGE CAN
In you I put things
Secrets, mistakes, foodwrappers
Thanks for not judging
Comments(1) |
02/17/2009 |
| 7.41 |
27 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
take a look around---
if you have more than you need,
why not share the wealth?
Comments(0) |
03/18/2010 |
| 7.40 |
43 |
Lisabeth |
the war rages on
4,000 dead and counting
isn't that enough?
Comments(0) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.28 |
43 |
Lisabeth |
paths I walk today
can change with little warning,
then who will I be?
Comments(3) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.28 |
25 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
old man with a cane
considers bending over
then leaves the penny
Comments(1) |
10/14/2008 |
| 7.25 |
12 |
Sierra LaPoint |
Oh wistful warrior--
Be bravest in the battle
Against yourself.
Comments(0) |
03/01/2009 |
| 7.24 |
17 |
bliss |
you thought you knew me
hiding disappointment, shocked
I thought I knew you
Comments(0) |
11/19/2008 |
| 7.23 |
35 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
A man made of rain
Has hidden our kidnapped sun
In his cloudy hat
Comments(3) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.23 |
13 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
all we see from here
red armies of marching lights
carrying them home
Comments(0) |
11/21/2008 |
| 7.21 |
29 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
ghostly solitude
every pew in church empty
except for my own
Comments(0) |
10/04/2008 |
| 7.20 |
5 |
Luz de la Paz |
the moment right then
beginning of happiness
possibility
Comments(0) |
12/30/2008 |
| 7.18 |
22 |
n. |
That special silence
When you walk into a room
That has been waiting
Comments(1) |
10/20/2008 |
| 7.18 |
17 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
Today I glanced down,
found a penny on the ground
Wealth is relative
Comments(0) |
11/17/2008 |
| 7.15 |
62 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
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10/22/2009 |
| 7.13 |
15 |
Luz de la Paz |
civilization
buried in a history
could not continue
Comments(1) |
01/02/2009 |
| 7.11 |
27 |
Anonymous |
flowers in the breeze
alluring orchids printed
on her summer dress
Comments(0) |
09/26/2008 |
| 7.09 |
43 |
Nicholas Passalis-Bain |
through thawing forests
a voice of hurried water
announces the spring
Comments(1) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.08 |
39 |
Lisabeth Passalis-Bain |
if the truth be told
we are our brothers' keepers
nothing less will do
Comments(0) |
09/26/2008 |
| 7.08 |
12 |
Haiku Hary |
Tootsie Roll baby
Why you be jiving my thang?
Big Poppa don't dig
Comments(0) |
02/23/2009 |
| 7.05 |
42 |
Lisabeth |
snow-covered mountain
reclines in silent slumber
awaits Spring's return
Comments(0) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.03 |
32 |
Dhaval |
monarch on her throne
wings exquisite as stained glass
nose dripping nectar
Comments(1) |
09/15/2008 |
| 7.03 |
29 |
Destined To Fail |
Words Ineffective
Heartache Has It's Own Language
Spoken In Silence
Comments(0) |
10/09/2008 |
| 7.00 |
20 |
Robert Stone |
What is it? False peace.
When we teach death to others
we hasten our own.
Comments(1) |
10/29/2008 |
| 7.00 |
18 |
danceswithpens |
you begin, i stop
first a quarter note, then a rest
still we continue
Comments(0) |
11/05/2008 |
