Three Goblin Art
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Today's Document
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Sade Olutola
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@oneyearinhaiku
Lost words...
After several months of diligently writing on pieces of scrap paper, I have finally learned my lesson of organization. All of it, lost, hopefully someday to be found. After all, my poems are not poems if they are not read.
As a figurative band-aid for my wounded writer’s mind, I am starting a new “Haiku A Day” blog, everydayimhaikuing.tumblr.com
Day 96
Spider webs, black cats, ghouls, ghosts, and tall pointy hats, skeletons and rats!
Day 95
Customer Service: Has it always been this hard? Perhaps, just for me.
Day 94
The Scooby-Doo crew looks seem to suit me and you and our good friends, too!
Day 93
A Pabst Blue Ribbon coupled with a pizza slice could be your heaven
Day 92
Light in the darkness, the wind against the rain clouds, you are my sunshine
Day 91
Everlasting love will weather through the seasons unchanging in change
Day 90
The veil grows thin, now, in this time when the dead speak and light is waning.
Day 89
Pumpkins and tombstones decorating every lawn - warnings of the dark
Day 88
What mask will you choose to hide behind this season of secrets and death?
Day 87
each year is one breath - winter the icy wheezing, summer the hot gasp
Day 86
Evergreen so tall Evergreen so unchanging Evergreen so strong
Day 85
the canvas of earth is splashed with orange and gold and dappled with red
Day 84
like two strong oxen we pull our cart of daydreams into tomorrow
Day 83
I fail, you succeed I try, you do, and do well I love, you cherish
Day 82
the hours of the day, like a field of playful cats, not to be controlled
Day 81
hope is the starlight to be seen but never touched, steadfast as the night