Time stops
Zen garden glimpse;
Monkey mind silent
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Falling leaves
Dead brown clusters;
Transitory brief
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Walkway commotion
Naughty child screams;
Miniature dog barks
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Limping old lady
Struggles with pain;
Wobbly knees bent
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Coming and going
So much fanfare;
Traffic detour
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Birdsong anthem
Morning interlude;
Timely dawn hymnal
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Work on words
Craft conspires;
Printing business
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Coffee escapade
Mocha or espresso;
Bitter addiction
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Nicotine fix
Swirling smokescreen;
Carcinogen flashpoint
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To be
And yet;
Unbecoming
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Listen now
Outrage here;
Chaotic bankrupt
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Knowing truth
Blindness cures;
Ignorance hides
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Words empty
Try living;
No one cares
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Holiday tryst
So much wonder;
Wander exploits sight
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Another year older
Not much wiser;
Birthday party
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Leon Enriquez
22 December 2016
Singapore
Categories:
carcinogen, change,
Form: Haiku
Chaucer and a Cup and Saucer
I just had been reading some Chaucer
When I picked up a cup from its saucer
Looked below and by chance saw Chaucer's name
Would this help me find much fortune and fame?
Now could it really be that Canterbury Tails
Have been hard to read when the light fails
And one was a tall tale about a parsonigin
Who was first to come up with name Carcinogen.
Chaucer's style was rather nonchalant
All of his handsomeness others would haunt
With clothes full of ruffles, buttons and bows
And what is else only haven now knows.
When Chaucer wrote, it was with a vengeance
Which in those days was only worth two pence
Later held his book and it around was swirling
Then later sold it for around two pound sterling.
Book was dirty so we washed it with a bath
And am not quite whether it was have or hath
Finally, after they reached a happy accord
Mine eyes saw glory coming from the Lord.
James Thomas Horn
Categories:
carcinogen, humorous,
Form: Couplet
Watching my grand-children run and play
Makes the mind wander, back to the day
When you saw all things as fresh and new
And you could imagine, the splendid view
As you float on the clouds, in this sky of blue
You see rays of the sun, drying the morning dew
It seems the older you get, the faster the pace
Or is that our excuse for joining in the workplace
To enjoy the smell in the air from fresh mowed hay
Or watching a squirrel that stops, turns and runs away
You say It is a waste of time, it won't pay the rent
You should be chasing the life, where money is spent
If you only teach children to be better then other men
It will cripple the spirit of this life, like a carcinogen
The earth we have borrowed from our grand-children you see
Will you return a lush garden or a dead sea?
Categories:
carcinogen, inspirational, native american,
Form: Rhyme