Darkside of the Moon
(A Double HaikuPlus)

My senses are swooned
By The dark side of the Moon
When I'm all alone—
Its bright side leaves me marooned.

It doesn't feel so right —
The shimmer of the bright side—
Gets into my eyes
To give me a tad dis-ease.

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The Silent Symphony
(A Lament in Penta Tanka)

You're Time's epilogue
And Eternity's prologue—
Though I'd nev'r thee see,
Thou art in Nature's each art—
We're together —nev'r apart.

You're the Morning breeze,
Nights's hangover to unfreeze;
You're in sunshine's breath—
To drown these distances' pain.
In rains, you're the rainbow reign.

When dusk has its way,
Your memories smell like musk;
You're like the soft Moon—
When I'm pensive—all alone
You're the sweet chants when I pray.

You're the symphony
Of Love's forever lyrics;
Till Infinity
Of your virtues I'll forev'r sing—
I feel you close sans seeing.

As long the stars shine,
The Earth revolves—day and night,
And The skies stand tall,
So long, and beyond it all—
For you I shall pray and pine.

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Just a Serious Jest
(A Double Tanka)

When I feel too low,
I just try to laugh out loud—
Like just a jester —
Ain't this irony allowed
To feel of my lows so proud?

In troth, sans a lie,
Nothing more gives me a high
When they put me down—
Who else would my nature own? —
In jest, I wear my true crown.

//Thought for the Night//

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A Sonnet on



A cessation to the lubdub symphony,
The fatigued frame in time becomes sustained blame;
While the spirit does tend to infinity,
Ah, it is the ultimate levelling game.

The nobles, the ignobles, and kings and the slaves—
All to dust return- the beauty and the beast:
A tryst with destiny and the dark, cold graves,
Too short, ergo, is the earthly sojourn's lease.

Some live beyond their ashes like a sillage,
Through the virtues that must outlive their short stay;
All outward shimmer goes to time's brute pillage,
Verdant greens and ebony cascades turn grey.

For many a man, it's mere oblivion,
Men of honour live b'yond darkness stygian. 

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My Experiences With



(A Reverse Tanka and A Tetra Tanka)

It be the food for the soul
But it's the salve for the heart
That's been torn apart—
Not to dump'n the suffering—
By deepening it.

Listen —and play on,
Words and phrases often fail
Just to raise the bar.
There is music in each string
And strand —of the Design Grand.

//Captioned//

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(Blue and)
Purple Shades of Love
(A Tetra Tanka)

Love me not just blue,
It ain't the love of a few;
Love me just purple—
Let lusting be not—no way—
Such a wild, vicious circle.

Love me tender, long,
Be mine —like a forev'r belong,
Freckled, sagging skin—
Don't matter —be my kind kin,
Right Here —and I ain't no wrong.

Their truth can't be lies—
Twinkle in the eyes may fade;
Don't ever be sad;
I'll love you deeper —like mad
You're my home in soledad

I've a place in me—
In spite of you and me too;
Come let me hide you—
From the whole world, and me too—
Lest so much beauty I rue.

//Thought for the Day//

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My Anodyne
(A Reverse Hainka)

Breathe thy breath into a wreath,
And it shall never taste death;
Touch my hand in dreams,
And I shall come alive forev'r—
My sweet elixir!
Thou art anodyne—
For all that I'd else suffer;
And Thou art the wine.

//Thought for the Night//

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Ah,


(A Septa Tanka)

Her purple promise—
Her spirit smells like Roses—
My heart is bleeding
For a ghostly two-much touch,
Ain't, therefore, no life — as such!

Ah, Sweet Strangers' scent
Now stands completely full spent—
How we both repent!
This familiarity
Breeds such a cunning contempt. 


//Captioned//

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Light
(A Haiku)

As frail as weather,
She's —as light as a feather—
My stout heart loved her.

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Caffeinated Nights
(A Haiku Plus)

She's dark, black coffee—
In the caffeinated nights, 
Too hot to handle—
My senses she does swindle!

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