I don't have a place to call home
I don't have a woman to call love
I thought I had all that
For a day or two I had all that
There are days when I can remember
That dream in which I had all that.
#vss365
I don't have a place to call home
I don't have a woman to call love
I thought I had all that
For a day or two I had all that
There are days when I can remember
That dream in which I had all that.
#vss365
"Is there a temple on this #skerry?"
"This is not a skerry. We call it thuruthu. There's a temple for lovers---the Place of No Return."
"Lovers?"
"Only couples are allowed. If they are truly lovers, they won't return."
"What happens to them?"
"What happened to us?"
#vss365
from
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/11/path-of-no-return.html
If you really think
You can #impact the future
With your #vote, dream on.
#vss365
#vssdaily
#haiku #senryu ?
They let their fingers search, grasping, teasing, caressing each #hollow and vein, following the creases, the mounts and the valleys, racing, slowing, their breaths cooling and blowing winds that ruffle all those layers which years have deposited;
#vss365
1/4
close but a little away but closer than ever; no weeping willows, just tresses uncared but natural above, laying shadows; tears as dew or rivulets dampen, soften, the smell of earth ploughed fresh, each muscle straining to produce;
2/4
landscape urging the farmers, as they pluck, cut, dig deeper, harsh at times, kneading the flesh between fingers, feeling the texture, sensing what it is, what it should be; weeds ripped, searching up, below, side and over till the roots of disuse are gripped, mangled,
3/4
strangled, shed aside; little blossoms, tiny hair standing, trying, asking forgiveness, granted, growing; fingers feeling, nerves awakened, kisses, little bites, pinches, sucking tenderly; the morning over marshes of yesterday, the pasture of today, life, life, life...
4/4
from
https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-for-weekend-from-scrap-shop-v.html
With much #astuteness,
A modus operandi
To fail: shut out all.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
(pic from X/the Internet)
When I talked about love,
Your #pejorative criticism
Could not be mistaken
For jealousy or possessiveness.
Undisguised malice,
Wielded so brutally,
Leaving no survivors,
When we talked about love.
#vss365
Zombies don't shuffle
And #forage for human flesh.
They aren't creeps like us.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
what's with them
liking poetry
no twists in the tale
not even a cliff-hanger
it's not the brevity
or life love lust
or ways to #slaughter
not even a romp in the sack
why do they lie #together
not ask a question
not in blank verse
not even in iambic whatameter
#vss365
#NALove