Tag Archives: Poetry

David Bruce: Not a Haiku?

Five, seven, then five Syllables. Not a haiku? Just add poetry

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Haiku

Write five syllables Write seven syllables, then  Write five syllables

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David Bruce: As I lay dying

As I lay dying In stillness and quietness Listen … a fly … buzz

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David Bruce: Teeny tiny head

Teeny tiny head A mountain in the middle Teeny tiny feet

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David Bruce: Should the Earth exist?

Should the Earth exist? A baby born each minute One true God votes yes

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David Bruce: Big man makes me mad

Big man made me mad Please — drown in your body fat Excessive anger

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David Bruce: New cars in junkyards

New cars in junkyards Completely wasted People’s bodies, too

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“If you burned every poem on the planet and you wiped every poem from every human mind, you would have poetry again by tomorrow afternoon.” — Don Paterson

RECOMMENDED READING Garrison Keillor: The Secret Delight of Poetry (Washington Post) Poets get the girl. Football heroes get concussions or need hip replacements. My classmates who played football are walking with canes and moaning when they sit down, and they … Continue reading

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Lize Bard: Don’t Fall Asleep Now!

don’t fall asleep now! ~ behind the curtains the sun ~ of a bright new day © Lize Bard @ https://wandererhaiku.wordpress.com/ via Wake up! — Haiku out of africa

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Lize Bard: Haiku Out of Africa

narrow winding path ~ where will this thought lead me to? ~ nowhere is a place © Lize Bard @ https://wandererhaiku.wordpress.com/ via Nowhere — Haiku out of africa

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