Back to when I failed You looked deep into my eyes As if to say hi And I looked away from your eyes, As if to say goodbye
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Word Commander
If I was all like A Word Commander Be it A Word Commander I’d be your walking talkin’ Word Commander, I. am Word Commander Seeing the World Commander Not gonna let it be a bad World Commander Give me your word commander We can give you my Word Commander yeah dig your Word Commander justContinue reading “Word Commander”
Haiku #321
I hear you, I watch Nothing can turn back the clock Take the controls, hand Take me off this barren land Take me to the stars again
Hockley Brook
Apres du the past black and white traction engine fails to ignite me But the present lo, behold! Traps of Budapest alight warm and welcoming into the future, we gaze counting the prophets Shopkeepers Inn and hot food Amazed at the distance gone Drinking black and white Elements and hops barley within touching reach fromContinue reading “Hockley Brook”
haiku #313
Glitch bough, climb up high carry those immortals up into the white sky peer through the branches weave and dictate what it is you see
The Cold Air Biting Frigid
Procrastination leads everywhere. Follow the lead of procrastination to its source and pull the plug! Act now! All-time, everywhere, all places, all people, all reckonings… The many warnings about procrastination! Never come out cold! Never go it alone! Never say never! Never think! ACT! Break procrastinations back. Think! DO! Love! React! Show! Tell! The ColdContinue reading “The Cold Air Biting Frigid”
haiku #265
Zappai in my mind I count to seventeen I don’t get criticised
haiku #264
I think I am so addicted to humble haiku I need senryu
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 