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I loved this exciting thread, thanks to Goldenlangur for showing up at the board. I am so sorry for lost wagons but I am sure we can make another train, more haiku poems.

 

Enjoy my dear friends! icon_wink.gif

 

P.S Keep your job safe icon_cry.gif not as before, like me icon_mad.gificon_neutral.gificon_sad.gif

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Okay lets see what we have here. I'll be like locomotive icon_cyclops.gif

 

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In the middle of day

the hands types

for new fresh home

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Okay lets see what we have here. I'll be like locomotive icon_cyclops.gif

 

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In the middle of day

the hands types

for new fresh home

 

Okay Alek, I'll be next ... icon_rolleyes.gificon_biggrin.png

 

 

For new fresh home

is nothing without

the ones we love.

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a candle is lit

even under a full moon

by her window

 

 

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Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur wrote:

 

It's great to see this train back on track
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goldenlangur

 

What a nice train we started again. Thank you golden for coming back on the train icon_biggrin.png and thanks for all who participate here again in this board. icon_wink.gif

 

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The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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The pleasure is all mine icon_biggrin.png

 

 

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friendship is patient

after the flood and snow

we meet

 

 

Thank-you Tink for your warm welcome icon_smile.gif I'ts good to be back among friends icon_flower.png

 

 

 

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we meet

on a barren mountain

with seedlings to plant

 

 

How well expressed, Tink!

 

with seedlings to plant

with bare hands we make

the seed bed

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the seed bed

nourished, raked and planted

waits for warmth of sun

 

Waits for warmth of sun

and gleam of the moon

give me a hand...

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the seed bed

nourished, raked and planted

waits for warmth of sun

 

Waits for warmth of sun

and gleam of the moon

give me a hand...

 

give me a hand

to hold, and

i will smile

 

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tonyv said:
Aleksandra said:
Tinker said:
the seed bed
nourished, raked and planted
waits for warmth of sun

Waits for warmth of sun
and gleam of the moon
give me a hand...

give me a hand
to hold, and
i will smile     icon_smile.gif

i will smile
when the daffodil blooms
Spring's happy face
                    ~~jvg

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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i will smile

when the daffodil blooms

Spring's happy face

 

 

 

Spring's happy face

seems eons away, but

soon the snow will melt

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Spring's happy face

seems eons away, but

soon the snow will melt

 

Soon the snow will melt

The sun will rise

but my heart - still a stone...

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Soon the snow will melt

The sun will rise

but my heart - still a stone...

 

"But my heart - still a stone,"

you say. Cheer up!

Drift on a dream with me.

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Soon the snow will melt

The sun will rise

but my heart - still a stone...

 

"But my heart - still a stone,"

you say. Cheer up!

Drift on a dream with me.

 

Drift on dreams with me

on a starry winters night

guided by starlight

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Drift on dreams with me

on a starry winters night

guided by starlight

 

Long time no see, fader icon_smile.gif Hope you're fine icon_smile.gif

 

 

guided by starlight

his boat rides

the waves

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fader said:

Drift on dreams with me
on a starry winters night
guided by starlight

Long time no see, fader icon_smile.gif Hope you're fine icon_smile.gif

guided by starlight
his boat rides
the waves

the waves
far beyond the shore
lull my love to sleep
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the waves

far beyond the shore

lull my love to sleep

 

 

lull my love to sleep,

O steadfast moon,

our satellite

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lull my love to sleep,

O steadfast moon,

our satellite

 

our satellite -

your light lost

behind rain clouds

goldenlangur

 

 

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behind rain clouds

the sun waits for us

to quench our thirst

 

 

to quench our thirst

we cross seas and mountains

in dreams

 

 

goldenlangur

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to quench our thirst

we cross seas and mountains

in dreams

 

 

goldenlangur

 

In dreams

I see all what I can't

in morning...

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In dreams

I see all what I can't

in morning...

 

in morning

with the sun comes

light and shadow

goldenlangur

 

 

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light and shadow

play tricks on the sleepless mind

patterns emerge

 

 

 

patterns emerge -

Scorpio's tail

in the west

 

 

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patterns emerge -

Scorpio's tail

in the west

 

 

goldenlangur

 

 

In the west

I saw your open hand,

calls me in peace.

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In the west

I saw your open hand,

calls me in peace.

 

 

 

calls me in peace

over the snow storms,

the foaming sea

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the foaming sea

color of her eyes in tears

brings me home

 

 

 

 

brings me home -

black-necked cranes

in dreams

 

 

goldenlangur

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brings me home -

black-necked cranes

in dreams

 

 

goldenlangur

 

In dreams

my eyes doesn't cries,

smile captures the face

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In dreams

my eyes doesn't cries,

smile captures the face

 

smile captures the face

clouds part -

the sun is out!

goldenlangur

 

 

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smile captures the face

clouds part -

the sun is out!

 

The sun is out

the doors are locked.

where's the moon?

 

Aleksandra

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The sun is out

the doors are locked.

where's the moon?

 

Aleksandra

 

where's moon?

Orion hunts

into the dawn

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where's moon?

Orion hunts

into the dawn

 

 

Into the dawn

when all voices sleeps

I talk with the tears

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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Into the dawn

when all voices sleeps

I talk with the tears

 

 

I talk with the tears

this waxing moon -

my silent witness

 

 

 

goldenlangur

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goldenlangur said:
Aleksandra said:
Into the dawn
when all voices sleeps
I talk with the tears

I talk with the tears
this waxing moon -
my silent witness
                 ~~goldenlangur

my silent witness
whispers secrets to the wind
my thoughts are scattered
---------------          --jvg

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my silent witness

whispers secrets to the wind

my thoughts are scattered

--------------- --Tink

 

 

my thoughts are scattered

like sand

in the storm

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my thoughts are scattered

like sand

in the storm

 

In the storm

I see my face

fighting with the destiny

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In the storm

I see my face

fighting with the destiny

 

fighting with the destiny

no longer works for me

I surrender

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fighting with the destiny

no longer works for me

I surrender

 

I surrender

to the sun and moon,

take me to the sky...

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I surrender

to the sun and moon,

take me to the sky...

 

 

 

take me to the sky

with the black-necked cranes

beyond the peaks

 

 

 

goldenlangur

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take me to the sky

with the black-necked cranes

beyond the peaks

 

 

 

goldenlangur

 

Beyond the peaks

the clouds long for the sun,

hidden by the storm.

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Beyond the peaks

the clouds long for the sun,

hidden by the storm.

 

 

hidden by the storm

this full moon

in my mind

 

 

goldenlangur

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hidden by the storm

this full moon

in my mind

 

 

goldenlangur

 

 

In my mind

I'm fighting with the devil,

he wants my bread...

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In my mind

I'm fighting with the devil,

he wants my bread...

 

he wants my bread

this ragged child

on the roadside

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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