Haiku on Water

 snowfall

Thursday Mini Fiction Writing Prompt Week 30: Life In The Art Box

 A drop of round dew
at the garden unfolding.
Gems of love renew.
.
Quiet while being cooked,
Melt tea leaves, form a smell,
Tasty, yummy, hot.
.
No shape, not fixed,
Rain down near the window sill,
Free flow of safe will.

The Shopping Experiences at Walmart, Food Pryamid, and 7-Eleven!

 Ao'Er'Ma In China

Hyde Park Thursday Poets Rally Week 75 (October 18 - October 24, 2012)

 Jenny Matlock : Alphabe-Thursday Letter V    Very personal choices 

Travelers, students, single men crowd the corner store,
while family folks drive their cars
all the way to walmart or other big mart,
They push, and look,
They carry a long list of items,
and pile the carrier with fruits, books,
a store shall not open just for emergency,
because it may go bankrupt in some day,
Quick stop store by gas station is cool,
but they cannot help you
with major home shopping need,
we love 7-11 because they sell maps,
and easy to help with gas at traveling stops,
we need variations
to satisfy our Very Personal expectations.
Walmart is good
especially if there is one in your locale neighborhood,
I visit Walmart 3 to 5 times each week,
The speed to pick up what I need
is simply unbeatably great.

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How Can You Think that Everyone Is Me, One Only? Be Normal, Blog For Fun!

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Jenny Matlock : Alphabe-Thursday Letter V

Verses are vital,
encouragements are welcome,
vote for a victory.
.
none can manage all
unless you are a witch,
I'm not alone, you see.
.
more than one thousand
poets, believe their existence,
think normal thinking.

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Theory, The-ory, Th-eo-ry, or Theo-ry? A Soldier's Wonders!

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 Thursday Short Story Slam Week 29: Dramas and Freedom

Funny Bunny Fridays Week 13: Has Politics Become Comics Alike?

The sky is grey,
Carrying my gun on my shoulder,
with flowers,
I silently pray,
Wishing for a good luck on my
next functional hours.
.
Daily, I fly war jets,
Shoot or drop killing bombs,
No time to relax through networks,
Heavy bullets always remain close to my arms.
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Midnight, I dream,
Home, girl friend, comrade,
My bedroom is the same,
i smile until I wake up,
Knowing that reality
and fate may need a debate.

To Sheng The Wu at Nu, I Pray and Bless You!

 

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Funny Bunny Fridays Week 13: Has Politics Become Comics Alike?

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Your cello music echoes in my ears,
The childishness in you softens my fears,
with thousands of miles apart,
I pray for you to be well in terms of God.
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I know your IQ is high,
I believe in your ability to fly,
Your Dad watches your concert on Youtube, fondly,
While I confirm your updates, nicely.
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Tom misses your brotherly smiles,
We value your existence and charm via web files,
Family love, unconditional,
Childhood, parenthood, campus life, remarkable!

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