American Youth Haiku #1

American Youth Haiku #1

A Poem by otter

The Weather Is Null
The People Are Void And Dumb
But Aint Friendship Grand.
 
Her Body's Movements
So Entrancing To Me Now
Never Delivers.
 
The Ticking Of Time
Never Realize The True Speed
Until It's Too Late.
 
March Flowers Blooming
Smelling Like Rotting Fishes
Wouldn't Ever Trade It.
 
Love For Everyone
Sometimes Seems Very Childlike
But I Can Not Hate.
 
My Thoughts Are Vague
Never Fully Understood
Beauty Is Free Thought.

© 2008 otter


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Beauty is free thought. Im quoting that sean.

Posted 15 Years Ago


"The Ticking Of Time/ Never Realize The True Speed/ Until It's Too Late" So true...absolutely. You've mixed so many things here...from profound truth (in the ticking of time) to mildly humorous (her body's movements). I really enjoy reading your work and will keep checking back for new posts.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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