Green thicket of trees;
Rest from relentless pursuit;
Here they come again.
Rest from relentless pursuit;
Here they come again.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
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In ancient Japan during the many centuries of warring, samurai warriors and even warlords would become so disillusioned with the brutality of the world and their own deeds they would shave their heads and become monks. I also have done unspeakable deeds and face a life of wandering this planet in empty days and empty nights. One man's folly to rebuild his soul.
About Me
What is a Haiku?
It's a three lined poem with syllables of 5-7-5, mostly based on images from nature, a moment caught in time. A senryu is written in the haiku format but can be satirical or worldly in nature. I do both and don't care to differentiate.
My life in this world:
My Past Sins
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2006
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October
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- The Rage Warrior
- Law of our Maker
- War crimes never end
- Green thicket of trees
- Wailing of lost dreams
- Sitting on Pluto
- Hell's warlord pride lives
- Homeless man's vengeance
- Sorrow like raindrops
- Secret hiding place
- Trespassing again
- Lonely man's refuge
- Too frightened to feel
- Abandonment time
- In shame's prison die
- The years before Her
- Hiding in plain sight
- Junkyard metal rusts
- Spineless coward worm
- Suicide sex dare
- Endless battles end
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