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I dream of your touch,I'm haunted by memories,
our forbidden love.
I can’t rememberThe last time I was happy.
My heart is aching.
I miss you so much.
I wish you were here with me.
Why did you leave me?
Lonely, not alone.You were taken from my life,
Now who can I trust?
Often abandoned, it's very hard trust and
give my heart away.
My heart was stolen,before you opened your mouth,
your eyes spoke to me.
armed with a knife, he
robbed me of something I would
have given freely.
robbed me of something I would
have given freely.
Love's given freelya force we know yet do not
it's mysterious.
The world falls apartbecause the one you loved most
found someone better.
the frog likes a pond
he does not regret the green
on the college track
he does not regret the green
on the college track
I was so lonely.I risked it and kissed the frog,
but received no prince.
She’s not felt regalsince she stood for a mug shot
and they took her prince.
A prince-less princesssurrounded by kissing frogs...
a ribbiting tale.
Ribbits are better
than manly burps I guess
Keep your ribbit Prince.:)
than manly burps I guess
Keep your ribbit Prince.:)
M wrote: "She’s not felt regalsince she stood for a mug shot
and they took her prince."
Love it!
She lived happily,in his lilypad kingdom,
until the prince croaked.
(Thank you, Nicky!)Thus he died, a frog
in his throat, and slowly sank
in the castle moat.
In the castle moat
were a gaggle of white geese
one mewed like a cat.
were a gaggle of white geese
one mewed like a cat.
They drifted, dreamlike,without cease, reading Sonnets
from the Portu-geese.
I have to admit, that established a new low point in the haiku thread. I’ll try to do better.
lol! It's not, M, I'm trying to follow it but I couldn't think straight :P
Good morning, Leslie! It’s almost lights out for me.
The haiku thread wasin despair, as M slept with
his stuffed teddy bear.
(Mandy, you’ve got the rhyme down!)From a dreamed shoreline
she motioned, lissome, long-haired,
and suntan lotioned.
Riding a wave he hung ten, watching nude surfing
always made her grin.
The clouds stifled yawnsas the surf roared. What thrilled her
just made the surf bored.
(That's very clever! They don't have to rhyme though do they?Well here goes...)
Slate grey waves crashed
all along the frigid shore
gold sand,wind whipped.
(Beautiful, Nicky! No, they’re not supposed to rhyme. I can’t remember how I got started doing that. It’s become a bad habit.)
Stunning, Nicky! Your day at the beach with the photo attempts?M - who knows and who cares?! Your rhyming 5-7-5's are like my morning coffee.
It did cross my mind as I was writing! I'm not sure I could get then rest of the tale into a 5,7,5 rhythm though!
(After I posted the last comment and walked away this popped into my head!)Hopping and jumping
like men, not with ants, but with
cold sea in their pants!
Haha, you've been infected by M's rhyming already ;)
While smuggling budgies,cool waves lift his baritone
to false falsetto.
At incoming tide
the cold sea changed his low sea
into a high sea.
In a minor seahe found the key, but sharks’ mouths
were clefs full of sharps.
Lol! Clever, Ryan and M :)
he pitched a higher
note but it landed flat on
a shark's slick, sharp tongue
he pitched a higher
note but it landed flat on
a shark's slick, sharp tongue
In a mouth full ofsharp teeth, it was his words that
cut me the deepest.
The words left unsaidwill leave the worst scars behind
when all's said and done.
Our unspoken past,Happily ever after,
Doomed by fates laughter.
In childhood, tales endHappily Ever After.
These days, they just end.
And hearts are thrown in
the bin, with signed papers now
torn into pieces.
the bin, with signed papers now
torn into pieces.
Torn into pieces,and tossed aside, like broken
hearted confetti.
Like dark confetti:The ashes of your lost love.
A tragic snowfall.
Very nice, Angie! :)
"Do you want to build
a snowman?" She asked as she
twirled around the room.
hehe sorry...
"Do you want to build
a snowman?" She asked as she
twirled around the room.
hehe sorry...
I love that movie :) It makes me very happy.Chose to cage herself
to protect the ones she loved
from who she'd became.
My daughter loves that movie too. She keeps singing Let It Go :)
She built her castle
on top of a mountain with
walls and floor of ice
She built her castle
on top of a mountain with
walls and floor of ice
In class yesterday, my French teacher let us was the video Disney made of Let It Go in 25 different languages. It was really cool.Didn't want to leave.
Here, she was alone but free.
Here, she was the queen.
The queen was free, theking on sale. She was tarnished,
and he was quite frail.
(Not sure the syllable count is quite right - I find haiku counting a bit tricky sometimes: I think it's the dyslexia! Apologies if it's out) Though fragility
belies an inner strength,
still, she often crys
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gilt edged with a pure fragrance
reminds me of you.