red, yellow, orange
are all the colours I see
the memories gone
by citamotua
Your Daily Haiku
by Jason
red, yellow, orange
are all the colours I see
the memories gone
by citamotua
by Jason
by invite only,
lucky to be invited.
extreme prejudice.
by Jason
in the twilight years,
life gallops to the finish.
but the horse is young.
by Jason
nuzzled in your scent,
my body lies heavy… spent.
my loins weep with joy
by Jason
bird on top of tree,
why do you whistle at me.
you know i love thee.
by Jason
green leaves are pointed.
flat and sharp like zulu spears.
accusing fingers.
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
E.E. Cummings
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