never changing things
sun will always rise from east
the futile desires
~
its otiosity-
two plastic cups for one tea
resources wasted
~
writing on paper
the futile marks of ink smeared
type on computer
* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 235.
never changing things
sun will always rise from east
the futile desires
~
its otiosity-
two plastic cups for one tea
resources wasted
~
writing on paper
the futile marks of ink smeared
type on computer
* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 235.
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Awesome set of haiku HA … really caught otiosity in them all. Superb.
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Thank you, Kristjaan. It was quite a challenging prompt today.
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Yes, we do sometimes hold onto hopes that are as futile as expecting teh sun to rise from the west 🙂
Otiosity
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True.. but if our hopes had wings, buffaloes would fly.. heard it somewhere sometime.
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you’ve written so well on a really obtuse prompt….
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thank you so much for the kind remark.
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Writing may be a futile task, but we who do it simply can’t help ourselves! 🙂
Otiosity
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True, we can’t.. 🙂
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I’m new to Haiku so I have a lot of respect for those who write it.
Thumbs up for your work.
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Thank you for reading my words.
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The last one rings so true with me… perfect
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Thank you, Bjorn.. 🙂
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