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Pings on my window Old clock hung with red and green Strikes twelve sleepless times

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 12/21/2015 4:24:00 PM
ha, sound like it's going to keep me up all night... enjoyed. SKAT
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Date: 10/4/2014 9:05:00 AM
Hah! I have been there my friend, but these days I have my just before bedtime cheap California burgundy and my nightly medication cocktails and I sleep soundly through the night. Oh, but I remember the years I was awake at the same bewitching hour you write about here.
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Date: 10/2/2014 7:32:00 AM
oh that is so good. I can never sleep, that was like reading an echo
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Date: 9/16/2010 7:42:00 PM
a very interesting image here. Is it a New Years Eve poem? I enjoyed your fun G string remark. How are your eyes? Maybe that is where it all started. From the time your g string snapped you in the eye. hahaha
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Date: 11/14/2008 5:36:00 PM
Excellent HAIKU! Red and green suggests Christmas... twelve sleepless times the anticipation of a child. Love, Keith
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Date: 11/8/2008 5:25:00 PM
been there done that, laying there hoping that sleep would claim me, great imagery, hope you are well, nice write take care D-nyce
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Date: 11/6/2008 2:01:00 PM
I know that feeling benn there done that. It's so hard to do sometimes sleep that is. Nice write really enjoyed. Michael Torres
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Date: 11/5/2008 5:33:00 PM
great imagery bravo!
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Date: 11/5/2008 9:17:00 AM
Oh, I can relate to those sleepless nights. Creative way to describe them. Enjoyed this one. Thank you for sharing it. Karen
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Date: 11/4/2008 2:04:00 PM
insomnia. very dificult problem. count the pings. john
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Date: 11/4/2008 5:55:00 AM
Nice one Daver.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 11/2/2008 4:55:00 PM
This poem appeals to the sense of sound. It reminds me of a hail storm with some striking the window pane. I can see the imagery clearly. Great job! ~Joseph
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Date: 11/2/2008 4:53:00 PM
Oooooo! Santa, Santa, Santa!!! YAY!!! I am getting excited just thinking about this haiku and all it means - excellent, and well thought out haiku, Daver - love this one!!! YAY! Kristin
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Date: 11/2/2008 10:51:00 AM
Terrific, Love the last line. Hope you get in the contest. BG
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Date: 11/2/2008 6:34:00 AM
This reminds me of two things: waiting for Santa as a child and having to be Santa as a parent and rushing down half asleep to sneak the presents under the tree! You may have meant neither, but this haiku is a rush of memory for me! Enjoyed! Love, Shar
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Date: 11/2/2008 5:53:00 AM
I know the torture of being up and not being able to sleep because of the annoyance of something. This is a wonderful written haiku, very visual.
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