A few more Samhain apples on Haiku Halloween

 

writing poetry 
this a party on the beach
sand building castles

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writing a novel
you're climbing Mount Everest
no ropes or Sherpas 

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endemic hatred
this epidemic racism
wake up and live right

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why peace always fails
greedy kings and presidents
power loving wealth

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each step after step
hand in hand with holiness
treading sacred's path

 

 

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Halloween Haiku

Autumn's frigid night
Halloween magic is here
Samhain welcomes fey

 

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sun draped autumn leaves
nature surrendering itself
changing vibration

            

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earth's evolution
revolving around our sun
universal time

 

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why do we
wear these masks
why should we
ever actually ask
why is profit
deemed as right
why is purposeless
seemingly so wrong
lines of light
circles of black
geometry of white
all those things
we actually see
so many things
we truly need
light made us
finds us real
darkness holds us
beyond truth's zeal
why not walk
instead of run
living stitched life
work's never done
why not speak
in appealing verse
instead of bitching
rhetoric speaks worse
that intrepid bus
we always ride
scratching effort's itch
what about us
our human side
this long journey
some where further
worthy absolute you
beyond corporate me
life is song
if we want
that to be
what is wrong
with being free
that staid reflection
of what is
you and me
that brave predilection
of mind's eye
what we see
how we do
who we are
all this is
truth by far
shadow and light
madness and fright
all that sacred
what seems right
all that detectable
delectable morning delight
life long insight
why do we
dream these dreams
why should we
live philosophical schemes
how can this
simply be all
there ever is
when every ocean
exalts universal themes
when stars align
lines rimming light
circles of black
that geometric white
all those things
we actually do
so many things
we always think
as life goes
we truly see
round and round
in perfect time
let effectual light
respectfully holding us
within contextually complete
perfect universal rhyme

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if I
certainly could
but I
undoubtedly won't
I know
I should
but openly
I don't
my lips
remain sealed
cage those
engaging words
speaking meaning
my eyes
wide open
but just
exactly what
must I
truly see
I heard
beseeching vibration
but only
that one
of me
reached knowing
love's inner
spectral ghost
justifying tenure
preaching prayer
respectfully revealing
marked motion
another layer
archangel notions
ascension unsealed
regal planets
involving time
amused stars
solving rhymes
abstruse God
forgive me
black holes
chanting romance
obtuse holes
chasing answers
while eternity
remains unsolved
each instance
every heartbeat
surreal fraternity
like breathing
approving light
involving meter
placating sight
dictates heeding
what is
proving right
if I
certainly should
but I
expressively can't
I know
but hoping
I would
I don't
my lips
remain sealed
placing those
reserved words
inside cages
where knowing
deserves appeal
celestial tones
replacing purity 
acknowledging surely
eternity's real
if we
might ever
truly fall
in love
certainly seeing
inside cages
hearing words
those mystical
magical tones
when knowing
becomes fantastical
lasting light
placating uncertainty
where love
becomes certainly
perfectly right

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even though
day came
everything was
still dark
even though
my mind
was clear
I still
woke confused
even though
my thoughts
were fair
I still
spoke bemused
even though
my words
were caring
I still 
appeared untrue
even though
my heart
remains broken
my soul
still seems
relatively whole
even though
my being
lives here
even though
life's actively
somehow incubated
strife's elevation
still seems
relatively unreal
we all
have revelation
we all
have dreams
even though
life seems
relatively awkward
we all 
have nightmares
what ever
is life
without dreams
even though
all our
nightmare strife
relegates forward
what seems
somehow contrite
we are
forever sightless
without light
what seems
forever lost
we become
our flightless
nightmare dreams
a lifelong
brutal cost

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that storm
approaching here
dark shrouds
resembling fear
mocking clouds
assembled near
that form
I thought
was me
lay hidden
amongst debris
my mind
constantly ridden
with constants
I resistantly 
didn't want
to know
or see
my heart
lay broken
beside myself
my tears
a token
something apart
from what
I thought
I should 
have felt
my will
all ablaze
yet still
I'm crazy
thinking that
love would
somehow find
me well
and still
at peace
with this
tempest storm
ripping me
to bits
fiery pieces
stripping me
of everything
I thought
I once
truly knew
even though
I fought
across love's 
torrid sky
my morbid
shattered self
in tatters
midst horrid
torrential lies
so love
taunts me
reckless love
haunting me
I'm broken
falling scattered
like shards
of glistening
shattered glass
disparaged me
knowing this
gaunt love
sidesteps me
blowing kisses
at mistaken
awkward me
showering piss
onto forsaken
septic me
something electric
glowed inside
what was
all contrived
to see
if anything
resembling love
remained alive
my heart
what happiness
my soul
needing bliss
that storm
bleeding love
torn apart

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when I
finally woke
holding love
in both
my hands
holding truth
as truth
honestly demands
love flourished
nourishing me
feeding soul
mending heart
measuring flow
believing light
is what
we truly 
always need
all that
perfect right
moral creed
increasing sight
into what
life is
that vibration
oral bliss
some thing
we all
desperately need
moral this
that love
intrepid calling
building trust
inviting heaven
romancing Eden
peaceful dove
breaching lust
beseeching leaven
so good
will prevail
beyond hate
what about
human fate
our destiny
should love
ever fail
could heaven
never avail
without light
human beings
without love
would that 
dispel mending
bleeding hearts
broken souls
compel sending
broken lives
greedy parts
into fire
needy hell
where nothing
truthfully exists
where light
is devoured
where love 
is soured
disproving good
destroying souls
where God
never goes
but then
when I 
finally woke
knowing this
becoming whole
growing love
embracing bliss
peaceful would
blessed dove
as love should

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