Let me begin,
February 4, 2009 at 6:43 pm | Posted in antihaiku, poetry, writing | 8 CommentsTags: poetry, seeding with minimalism, writing
by apologising sideways
though for what I am
as yet undecided
or put aside
ways I’m not sure yet quite what
perhaps iron age pottery in
the armour of Henry The Eighth
or paramour, n’est pas
still furtive beneath silk.
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Never lose face by having an apology on file just in case
Excellent advice.
Comment by Ann oDyne— February 4, 2009 #
I’ll take a sideways paramour depending on the color and temperature of the armour and whether I get to borrow the apology on special occasions.
Certainly. I’ll see if I can find one somewhere.
Comment by art predator— February 5, 2009 #
Interesting tags (from which little flowers grow).
So little and so much.
As you know, I am a tag pedant. When one masters the art of tagging many mysteries are revealed.
Comment by Narnie— February 5, 2009 #
looks like a long tale/tail tag to me
Hmm,
Comment by art predator— February 5, 2009 #
I used to be indecisive, but now I’m not so sure..
Haha, good jokes never die.
Comment by Crushed— February 5, 2009 #
Lovely sounds, sounds, sounds. And for some weird reason I never understand the other comments, like I’m Alice in Wonderland or something. Dreamlike.
I know the feeling Ms Squirrel. On the other hand, I occasionally get comments like this one from yesterday.
Comment by The Querulous Squirrel— February 5, 2009 #
Wonderful, surgical precision. And funny too.
Yayaya, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Comment by harmonie22— February 5, 2009 #
Beyoootiful!!! Stupendous, loved it lots!!
Comment by Mental Mist— February 7, 2009 #