Many an Unframed Funeral
(Double Tanka & Haiku)

A heartbreak is like,
A funeral without frame;
On you is the blame.
On your fingertips you chant
Their name in slow, secret hours.



It is not hatred,
Of an unbecoming love,
That cuts like a knife;
But an unfruitful amor
That brings them both painful strife.

Scorn does wound the soul,
But it's starstruck love that kills—
Breathless blood just spills.

//Thought for the Night//

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Divinity's Address
(A Haiku)

Oops! In sheer madness,
I thought she was just godless—
She’s Her own address.

//Thought for the Day//

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Love's Literacy
(R Tanka, Tanka & Haiku)

Her glance was a glossary
Of raw unskinned amoraille;
Her silence's script,
A rosary of longing—
Each blush belonging.

Words got in the way,
Every pause lingered longer
Than I'd unencrypt.
Her lubdub lubdub proclaimed
Togetherness' ancient rhyme.

She had more of me
Than I could possibly be —
I too had lost me.

//Thought for the Night//

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Love's Discrimination

Love discriminates,
Strangers two-much —it intimates.

//Thought for the Night//

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THE ALCHEMY OF BECOMING


Magnum Opus
(A Penta (R) Tanka)

From ashes I rise;
Each day I surprise myself —
From full conundrums
To complete clarity — I'm
Someone from nonentity!

//Captioned//

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Echoes of Grief
(Double Tanka & Haiku)

Ah, echoes of grief
Cannot afford to be brief—
They're two-entangled.
Crystals of liquid sorrow
Reflect from each tomorrow.

Quanta of solace
End up saving your own face;
In the shortest trice,
They resound the same fault lines
As are ordained by Thy Fate

A twosome tangle
Connects the dots of Destiny —
Sweet epiphany!

//Thought for the Dawn//

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Curious Conundrums
(Tanka, R Tanka & Haiku)

Unrequited love
Tends to outlive both of us
Despite all the fuss.
And true lovers never meet—
Fore'er happily they greet

Beauty tends to be a beast,
And love discriminates least;
Chaos becomes peace
When love fills with emptiness
Your identity.

With eyes wet, wet, wet,
Just remember to forget:
Love can conquer all.

//Thought for the Night - II//

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Rosenhan Effect
(Double Tanka & Double Haiku)

Ah, brute beloved,
Ev'rything in love is allowed:
Thy quirks are pure charm,
And Thy sheer aberrations
Are never botherations.

Thy drag on my soul
Is but breathtaking swagger;
Discrimination
Is love's favorite affair—
Full unfair turned into fair.

Your flaws are my rules,
Thy sweetest stupidity
My wise quiddity.

Call it sheer madness;
I thrive on happy sadness—
Pain lends me gladness.

//Thought for the Night//

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Amoraille
(R Tanka, Tanka & Haiku)

Amor rallies from the tips
Of my frost-bitten fingers;
The taste of lost love
Still lingers like the sillage
Of autumn flowers.

She (got) licked her lies—
Forbidd'n apple of my eyes—
While my truths just lied;
They carried a bitter bite,
Sent a shudder down my spine.

Ah, every neuron
Still mourns that long-marooned love—
I'm such a moron.

//Thought for the Day//

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Quanta of Many an Amor
(Triple Tanka & Haiku)

You're here where you're not,
Reality is many —
Yea, many a thought.
Here, so much of you I've got;
I'm real — what you thought naught.

Ah, each possibility
Is but a reality —
Somewhere and somehow.
I present to myself past —
Here you're — you're not lost.

If this be a dream,
I'll call vantablack daylight —
Sorrows pure delight.
Love is a simulation;
Unloving, a botheration.

Ah — you don't exist
If you are not *too-much loved —
One way isn't allowed.

//Thought for the Night//

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