Sleepyheads Poems - Poems about Sleepyheads

...Saturday, wouldst be Sadder Day nineteen seventy-five purple skies dusk twilight display friend and I, still alive Sleepyheads, car seats unbuckled Russian roulette enroute shut eyes ......

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...Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite my haiku to the inattentive lilies. —Michael R. Burch Stillness: the sound of petals drifting dow......

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...These are original haiku by Michael R. Burch and his translations of haiku by the Japanese masters Matsuo Basho, Yosa Buson, Masaoka Shiki, and others. Am I really this old, so many ghosts beck......

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...Grandma, The Farm And The Silent Young Cat Before soft golden rays the roses slept Night, its slumbers had not yet bid adieu From its barn perch the young, silent cat leapt Upon the old farmer'......

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...These are my modern English translations of Takaha Shugyo haiku and tanka... hatogata horarete ichiju haya mebuku A single tree with a heart carved into its trunk blossoms prematurely —Takah......

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...These are modern English translations of haiku and tanka by Takaha Shugyo... ochitsubaki ware naraba kyuryu e otsu Oh, fallen camellias, if I were you, I'd leap into the torrent! —Takaha Shu......

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...Once upon a time when I was a little girl I knew the sun fairy quite intimately It SEEMS SO LONG AGO since I was UP EARLY For day breaks first kiss of sunlight I bathed in the sparkling dew and ......

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...Lights dawning Sleepyheads yawning Babies crying Mothers sighing Coffee pouring Busses roaring Winds shifting Debris drifting Laborers hurrying Rats scurrying Teen-agers snoring Alarm ......

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...'...the burnt out end of smoky days' - T.S. Eliot l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their......

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...Beachfront condos shrouded in the early mist of morning. Seagulls hanging on the breeze, their screeching waking sleepyheads before their coffee, it's July the 4th, the holiday is here! S......

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...l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around......

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...Yellow pines swaying at base camp, early October morn greets the avid hunters with its autumnal briskness, waking any sleepyheads who are stirring under covers, generators humming away at varying......

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......inspired by T.S. Eliot ****** l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and......

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...'...the burnt-out end of smoky days' T.S. Eliot l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is but......

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...Grab a wooden spoon, and choose a mixing bowl A breakfast that is piping hot is worth its weight in gold! You can make them by the dozens, or one or two will do Make them for your next of ......

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