back pew at the church
Middle of the road driving
Front row on a bus.
Category Archives: Philosophical view
Things that go bump in the night.
If it is quite true
that we all return to dust
who’s under my bed?
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After a hearty breakfast
I am not afraid
I have become the hero
Set to slay dragons.
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Observations on caring
Nobody cares how
much you know until they know
just how much you care.
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Welcome to the USA
Six score years and ten,
Lady Liberty, a gift
from France, in friendship
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Now that I use a keyboard.
My cursive writing
is like a drunken spider
with inky foot-prints.
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Where will wisdom be found?
I have become like
the Last of the Summer wine
In my Autumn years.
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Exploring The White Goddess
haiku in 3 verses.
The year is closing.
Time to appoint a new king;
sacrifice the old.
His phallus severed,
blood flows for a fertile spring.
He dies not in vain.
We too, cut Holly;
Red berries recall events,
of Druidic times.
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Dead or Alive
Appologies
I thought it would be a good idea to empty my haiku drafts so that I could think of new material. I hope this is not so overwhelming (or underwhelming) that is drives you to distraction.
I’ll probably disappear for a day or two while I re-invent myself.
Now. lemme see. Where’s my phoenix arises source book? Ah! there it is. Good bed-time reading.
Fa - the Green Dragon 
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