Jenish Somadas Poet Haibun

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On a cozy morning, with flying chutzpah, I sat before the door step of poetry knowing behind it there lies an ocean, where Bards and Keats and Shakespeares in disguise, swimming in vivid colors and I knocked the door with a pusillanimous heart, eyeing for their bit of beatitude. But,

my knocks are returned
panacea glimmered far -
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Jan Allison July 27, 2020 at 4:28 PM what a super haibun,,, thankfully the door is wide open and we can walk in when ever we want:-) hugs jan xx Jenish Somadas July 27, 2020 at 9:37 PM Yes.. Thanks to those behind the curtain, giving it a smooth run... Have a great day Jan..

Andrea Dietrich July 22, 2020 at 5:00 PM wow, you got such an amazing write out of our predicament. LOVE this, Jenish! Jenish Somadas July 22, 2020 at 9:41 PM Thank you Andrea for your support.. Have a great day..

Vijay Pandit July 22, 2020 at 6:51 AM Well said, Jenish--it took quite some time this time. Jenish Somadas July 22, 2020 at 9:40 PM Yes, may be some serious issue..

Tom Cunningham July 21, 2020 at 10:08 PM Enjoyed this one Jenish, can just picture the scene, let me in, let me in lol. Tom Jenish Somadas July 22, 2020 at 9:40 PM lol.. I was knocking several time.. It became a habit to check some poetry before the begins.. Thank you Tom..