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sunday morning haiku

ByKymberlee

softness of an infant’s head
the scent of amber
a Mariachi band plays!

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fore bidden

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FORE now so vulnerable our diversity being ignored entitlement reigns (rains) evidence- science- based (base) //drop the bass 808 33″ not 45 in your face// my transgendered son once a fetus now burgeoning manhood facing future (not forbidden) welcomed bidden (prayed for) received loved bright sun (son) future BIDDEN My response to 45’s “forbidden” words….

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an Aries haiku

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she is big, bold, proud, naive with a loving heart she races ahead–join her!

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play up ahead

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This is a sign found in my new neighborhood. It bodes well for things to come. I was telling a friend recently that my playful inner child has been getting squelched by constantly witnessing so many wounded children of late. Times they are a changing. I am reclaiming my desire and ability to play for…

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let's live

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“If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.” ~John Keats Poetry, life and love can be so easy when we allow them to be. Let’s allow it. Let’s lie in a field of buttercups watching the clouds and wiggling our toes and let the…

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wild things grow over fences

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the drive home

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pigeon blanket over trains clouds fill equinox sky the road stretches before me