May 20, 2007
Late Night Haiku XXIII
Posted by Tim at 23:19:21

LXIV. Shadows dance across walls,
A soft, playful twirl, gentle — gentle,
Oh, unreal yet real!

LXV. A cricket sings softly,
What tales does he sing aloud
Amidst the evening?

LXVI. In the cave’s soft light,
What fantastic things can be,
That show not above?




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Re: Late Night Haiku XXIII

Re: LXVI — Troglodyte meals are more disturbing than watching a sausage making machine.


Posted by Ed Hurst - May 21, 2007 | 16:42:27


Re: Late Night Haiku XXIII

Hmm, Ed. Hmm is all I can think to say.


Posted by Timothy R. Butler - May 21, 2007 | 23:50:33


Re: Late Night Haiku XXIII

Thanks for the comment on my blog. This line of writing is attracting more interest than I thought possible. It’s sick.


Posted by Brad - May 22, 2007 | 11:41:40

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