By Drew Harris
We were watching Duck
Tales, and doing our chores late
when you were born, Al.
Category: Uncategorized
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GUEST SUBMISSION #5 – “Birthday”
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My Window Offers a Perfect Portrait of Winter Transgressions Covered
I am cold and soft
Unwanted some, beautiful,
though mostly: burdenI fall without light
to greet the sun and morning
Again, trampled onOpportunities
to use me grow as I do
yet I feel a choreWishful, I breathe the
same air, but exist without
my own intentionI am called a touch
when I am more than nothing
And I love quiet
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I Would Like to Sleep Perpendicularly to My Eyelid Line
My pillow was too
stiff, but my new one is too
soft. My life is hard.
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C0/\/\P|_1C@+3D and Simple
I have trouble with
simple, though mostly in thought
I: complicated.But I strive for less
to achieve more with short strokes
I: simplicity.
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Coffee and Coffee and Coffee and Coffee
Also, the amount
of urine I have expelled
today brings concern…
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Morning Time is My Time to Shine
Some morning things are
better than others. Hot and
fruit and together times.
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Determining Reality Probability is Choosing Produce WIthout Squeezing
I like to think that
I am firmly planted in
reality. Brainthough, would have you think
otherwise. We are the change
and planted station.
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Update OR Dan DiPiero and I Plan a Special Haiku Event OR Frank Illustrates My Brain
I don’t generally do this sort of thing but I wanted to update you on some exciting things that are abound.
The “Friend(‘)s” page is up and running with an archive of all the guest submissions (we have 2!). Feel free to go to the “Guest Submissions” page at any time and submit a haiku or two (<- rhyme) anonymously or otherwise. This is exciting.
Additionally, Aaron Quinn (also @ BusTown) wrote a (couple of?) piece(s) based on my haiku (and one non-haiku). He is guitarist/new music composer/husband (WHOA!)/friend/ and despite his best efforts otherwise, a super rad guy based in Columbus (but probably not forever). Check out his stuff! More to come on this.
Also, Dan DiPiero and I are planning a series of haiku WITH ILLUSTRATION soon. He is a drummer/new music composer/illustrator/food connoisseur/and author based in the quasi Los Angeles (Cal Arts) area but FROM Cleveland, whom I met in Columbus and hopefully someday soon back in the midwest. I’m not sure what this will be exactly but I’m thinking of calling it “People and Me and People” or something. Get excited and check him out too. I’ve been meaning to collaborate with him for a long time and it should be an exciting venture. More to come on this TOO.
Thank you for reading. Any day I get more than 3 readers I feel lucky and strange. SUBMIT SOMETHING. Loves.
Alex
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Sunday Night and a Clean Kitchen and a Clean Bedroom OR Late Afternoon Naps Are Shown to Raise the Work Ethic of Young Adult Males
To clean is free
and be freed. There is no sub
for things in places.
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Designing an Aural Future and the Attraction-Distraction-Destruction-Collection of Weather Change on My Mood and Face or Both.
I’ve acquired the
sickness. Nose and throat running.
And the whistle-ear.
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GUEST SUBMISSIONS
Hello. Thank you for visiting my haiku blahg. I appreciate your desire to read my brain (if only for the titles).
I was wondering if maybe you’d like to submit some of your brain, in the form of a haiku or two (<-rhyme). I will be starting a new page featuring guest submissions, and if you’d like to leave one, do so below.
Maybe your haiku will be featured (it almost certainly will) on my GUEST SUBMISSIONS page (which doesn’t exist yet, but will once I receive guest submissions).
Thanks and have a lovely January day.
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Love and Sun Make the Earth Go ‘Round
Its a warm-cold day
and the weary, winter sun
is strong and mighty
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The Beast and His Fangs Bite and Quiver With Similar Speed and Measured Regret
I am lonely in
my own head, hateful thinking
leads to my downfallChoice in the matter
is lost within the redness
And sorry is all
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Wrought With Thought and Buoyant Loves
She is a lovely
my darling clementine, is
sweet as, day is longA river, rolling
consistently peaceful as
beautiful as she
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Day Two and the Feast is Ongoing ALSO I Have a Headache From Ingesting Too Much Good Tidings
Charging children and
secret, vegan eggnog is
brittle outer-fam.
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Shopping for Christmas Makes Me Frosty OR “I Hope Your Soup Comes Cold and You Lose a Toenail On Your Neediness
Holiday people
are dreadful. No one sees me.
And I hope they choke.
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Shopping for Christmas Makes Me Frosty OR “I Hope Your Soup Comes Cold and You Lose a Toenail On Your Neediness
Holiday people
are dreadful. No one sees me.
And I hope they choke.
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And the Wintertime Regression Begins as I Slip Into a Consistent and Angry Near-Death State
Consistently, I’ve
been coughing. And nose? Running.
Sleep is a stranger.
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Winter Isn’t OR Delightful December
In winter, sun shines
and snow falls. We are the strong
and lush exception.Brightly shines the sun.
But snow has yet to fall. Damp.
Basking in/outside.
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Theodore Jones Harris-Burgoyne
My dog passed yesterday. He was thirteen years old. Its a weird thing to watch the life of a being begin and end. I’m feeling heavy on it and I’m not sure of what to say. He was my guy and now he’s gone and a part of the big, grand IT. Lots of love to and from.
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¿Life is lifE? (read title frontward to back then other way ’round; then read haiku (singularly, and then pluraly))
Is [is] the only[?] (world)
[w]here life remarkably goes(?)[;]
(Why are we) [c]onfused(?) [as I am?]
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Forcing It at the Aeroport
Waiting for Josh, air.
Always forget how strange, air.
Not Josh. No, the port.
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Time With Myself and His Friends
Morning time without
movement in the day, cries for
more stimulation.My brain and I are
getting reacquainted now.
I like him, you know?However, there are
paths on occasion: dim, crazed.
“Remove brain to think”
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Break and the Lost Art of Quiet, Times and Voices
Morning time before
sun and birds, drip coffee, toast.
Broken: fixed and sun.
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