Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Haiku----Looking down
me perched up here the world is my oyster now will i find honey
5 comments:
If you (a cornered bear) were in Canada you would be tranquilized by the local authorities and probably break your neck during the fall from the tree.
Your coat would then be shipped to England to become a decorative hat atop one of the Beefeaters outside of Buckingham Palace.
Homo escapeons...how true. I know what you mean.
Lovely poem and picture, Gautami.
So simple, worth pondering...will I get what I risked life and limb coming up here to find?
very nice simplistic haiku.
loved this.
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