We are all in search
of the quote that defines us.
Self in sentence form.
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Daily Archives: November 20, 2007
Yearning
Why this ache, an itch
no hand can scratch, a splinter
no tweezer can pull?
Comfort
Times like these, a hot
cup of tea, a soft blanket
is all that’s needed.
Regret
A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Thanksgiving – division of labor
They’ll watch football. We’ll
cook. Men and women. Hunters
and gatherers still.
Existence
Accomplishment is
a relative term. You live,
breathe, think. That’s enough.
a haiku a day 