it was not always this way...
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cold in september
i)
street lights
reflecting off the wet asphalt -
a city shivers.
ii)
the rain falls again
cold needles on my face.
how i missed your warm hands.
iii)
alone at the bus stop
only the streetlights, my friends.
the bus, late again...
25/09/2011
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© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2011
12 comments:
Beautiful words and thoughts in the Haiku!! The third one is what we experience most often!! :)
each one is unique and incredible.
wow.
Nanka,
thanks! yeah, that's why sometimes i dread doing the night shift, the bus service is a bit unpredictable. :)
Cello Strings,
thank you! each one is about coldness, whether from the rain or within the heart.
"A city shivers" my favority line
I particularly like how all the haikus relate both to the animate and inanimate. Very nice.
Thank you, Judith!
when i am writing this work, i must be having my other blog, urban poems, in mind. :)
the imagery is cold,
but your talent is gold.
well done.
The late bus...ah, such a poignant image!
Seed-Feathers and Wayside Pool
Morning,
thank you, you're so kind. :)
MMT,
thanks!
Thank god for the streetlights!
you're absolutely right there, andy. :)
i lov your work.. i am new here (really) anywho i am looking forward to your new thoughts =]
-ketnamor
hi ketnamor, thank you! and welcome to blogging. you may really like it a lot. :)
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