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***
after
Blood, Sweat, and Tears
This
place is no placefor beginners,cliff’s
too highand sea too shallow.
This
place i..
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***after Richard III
My
physician says
no
salt for me
not
while I lie
in
this hospital bed
under
his care--
why
shoul..
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***
Reading
Seamus and Seamus sayshe drivesaroundthepeninsulawhen ideas flee. I can’t follow
his path.
What
poet can af..
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***
Why
waste our
precious anti-rocket rockets
and
try to shoot down
shooting
stars
from
Mars? Is
this some
computer game
of
chicken..
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Thanks to Ken e Bujold for opening stanza suggestions
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***
First,
Burke took a pull
from
his pipe. Tell me, Connor,
how
did you bust up that leg?
Sycamore
fel..
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***
I
like things neat and tidy
when
I write; however, there will
come
a day when my first draft
will
be my last. This occ..
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published online by haikuniverse 1-9-24
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***
Wait
I,
in
hand pen,
open
lies notebook
page,
rests it,
lined
and clean
and
white,
to
write
..
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