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Merksem-Antwerp by *PrettyCrazy:iconPrettyCrazy:

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Billboards are turning
hoping to sell ever more
but I do not look.

Store next to store next
to store. People are trying
to buy their lives.

I guess the driver
stops for all the pretty girls,
passing others by.

Line six is gay, says
the woman, and she waits for
the next one to come.

At the Irish pub
the cider is extra cheap.
Saint Patrick gets pissed.

An old lady picks
yellow flowers to take home
between the grey stones.

Handel, Elisabeth,
Opera. One more stop and
the day resurrects.
©2008-2009 *PrettyCrazy
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Just a few thoughts that came to me on the tram. Inspired by all the haiku I saw lately.

I've got a bit of coldwater fear posting stuff. Have been writing, but when I then proceed to post it, it seems to fade and I start all over again.

But I have sharpened a birthday present Jip & Janneke pencil, I'm pretty sure that'll help. ^^
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~mahtiel:iconmahtiel: Mar 24, 2008, 1:10:44 PM
this impressed me. i enjoy how you put all these notions together. every stanza feels like alone entity but together they create a whole picture like pieces of puzzle. i think it's a great composition, i can sense all those stops and continuing journey. well done! :D

--
"Nothing in the universe can travel at the speed of light, they say, forgetful of the shadow's speed."
Howard Nemerov
Mood: Love *b1gfan:iconb1gfan: Mar 24, 2008, 1:16:22 PM
I'm quite sure the pencil is the key^_^

I like the motion in and behind the series of observations.
*Blueskye27:iconBlueskye27: Mar 24, 2008, 2:18:10 PM
Each is lovely in its own right. I especially like three and six. Nicely done. :clap:
=AlecBell:iconAlecBell: Mar 24, 2008, 2:34:15 PM
An inner city Haiku chain.

Well done.

Each haiku a self contained moment, as each should be. For me the effect is accumulative, I can't single any particular link out.

--
There's always a better poem just out of reach.

Words create situations

The roots of the future run deep
*praytell:iconpraytell: Mar 24, 2008, 3:03:20 PM
beautific!

--
post-script

mere words can
transcend meaning
(what you think, and write, and say).
haiku becomes
a mantra becomes
the pattern for your day.

-praytell
*PrettyCrazy:iconPrettyCrazy: Mar 25, 2008, 12:22:45 AM
Thanks a lot!

I wasn't too sure about posting it here, so I'm extra glad you like it.

--
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
and I
I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down
in your warm arms...
Snow Patrol

Search for enlightment at ~enlightened-poets.
*PrettyCrazy:iconPrettyCrazy: Mar 25, 2008, 12:23:12 AM
Thanks a lot.

Pencils are always the key. Pencils, and the exact right notebook.

--
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
and I
I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down
in your warm arms...
Snow Patrol

Search for enlightment at ~enlightened-poets.
*PrettyCrazy:iconPrettyCrazy: Mar 25, 2008, 12:23:50 AM
Thanks!

--
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
and I
I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down
in your warm arms...
Snow Patrol

Search for enlightment at ~enlightened-poets.
*PrettyCrazy:iconPrettyCrazy: Mar 25, 2008, 12:24:34 AM
Haiku isn't really supoosed to be about city life, is it? But I don't really mind.

Thanks for the nice comment!

--
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
and I
I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down
in your warm arms...
Snow Patrol

Search for enlightment at ~enlightened-poets.
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