walk with a swagger
one ankle over other
hips in hippy~ness
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haiku
Category Archives: Feet
soul focus
lost soles holes in shoes
allow connect to planet
loose as a firm yes
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haiku
n.b
kick your shoes of and connect with the energy of the planet as often as possible.
you can’t lose
you can’t get lost
🦶 🦶 🤗🦶🦶
between sheets
what’s the hottest thing ?
tongue – belly – heart – volcanic
thought….. surely not, feet?!
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haiku
cornucopia cold feet
what happens when ?
unicorn wants to turn on the heating but can’t not
because he is hoof-full and finger-less
but because of the cost
and a magical horn won’t cut it
he curses, willing winter dismissed (for good )
he’s a summer horse, awaiting a miss ( of course)
he deserves more than this!
he stamps his frozen feet
shakes his silver sweet forelock
to no avail
flicks the whites of his tail
as shivers quiver his withers
he fails to notice
across the planet
ripples are felt and ice melts
closer closer closer to home
warms the globes of his heart
his cold cold heart.
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p.s
hey, boy
what does a unicorn have for tea!?
mind your own business, lass!
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not a haiku
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NaPoWriMo day 5 :
write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature. For example, what does Hercules do when he loses a sock in the dryer? If a mermaid wants to pick up rock-climbing as a hobby, how does she do that? What happens when a mountain troll makes pancakes?
comes and goes
i stand at the shore
hope my stare will cross water
water laps my toes
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haiku
‘twasn’t Paul
somebody said me
i make sound of teaspoon…
but
what’s this even mean?
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haiku
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n.b
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i ponder after
line of Paul Simon song….
hang
diamonds on soul’s shoes
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haiku
world of quiets
nose to nose
on a
bridge toes
to the
edge
not quite
kissing
world quiets
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haiku
baking
when using eggs please
remove shells first
let yolks soak
through toes into earth
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haiku
sacred dancing
unvaccinate mind
unleash joy as dance virus
untangles these feet
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unwincingly
touching toes with me
whose toes are frozen
he frees
an ocean of sleep
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