What is your favorite type of weather?
My favourite type of what?
My favourite type of feather?? Eh??
Sorry, could you speak up, the wind is howling and my hair is blowing around my face, air getting caught up in my clothes, in my breath, tickling my legs, getting under my wings. I could almost take off. Don’t you just love that?
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not a haiku
the drops are dainty
at first but turn to downpour
soaked, i turn in doors
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haiku
he said be the bird
immediately i felt
feathers on my skin
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haiku
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he says be the bird
immediately i feel
feathers on my skin
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haiku
Q: which feels more immediate ?
wake : count these blessings
1. i awoke 2. there’s no
number 2. required
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haïku
au bord de l’âme , toi
sous l’extension de ton corps
une éclipse sauvage , là
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haiku
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at the soul’s edge , you
under body’s extension
a wild eclipse , here
i make a crown
of
my hands
rest
my brow
on this
opening
third eye
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haiku
i’ve had a placid
comfortable sheltered life but
NOW it’s time to LIVE
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haiku
i become
clear
glass
empty
space
for the moon
and all her stars
to sail
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haiku
i’m seen
as female
subservient
silent
girl —
woman !
but i’m grrrl !
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haïku
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#youtoo
floral pretty dressed
for summer : but under just
wild bare happiness
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haïku
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