they would wriggle their tongues,
teasing each other, from
opposite sides of the fence,
of sharp protrudes, which
could not cut the thread,
by which they were joined,
their comradeship intact, with
an amalgam of childish love,
and the simple plain desire,
of being with the other
.
through the window, of the
structures, that stood apart,
divided by a brick wall,
the tentacle eyed would
look, at the blooming friendship,
ready to plunge, their venom
into the hearts, of the innocents,
bidding for the time, when they
could feed, the mouths of them,
with the bitter seed, of animosity,
.
many years passed, everything passed,
the walls of, those cursed shelters,
had bounded down, all that remained
was that fence, the knives of which
had gone blunt, and on the either side,
stood those, who knew each other once,
aware of the vacant space, in their chests,
(the yarn had gone loose, but there
was still a hope left, everything
had not gone, into trash yet)
.
on the gravel ground, they were stagnant,
reviving what was snatched from them,
how they were cheated, and left with
the ache, of losing what was theirs,
their eyes pierced, their souls apart,
and they veered away, not able to
grasp the pain, of their small lives,
losing balance, of the truth, they gained,
they walked away, finding their own ways,
what it was, it was lost, and that was all
.
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1. Sunday Whirl
losing ones way and losing ones truth….then trying to make ones own way, i cant imagine making it anywhere good….interesting story telling in this HA…i feel its different from others i have read of yours…
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This is a sad story – and it rings true because, once we have missed the marl, in love, though one may wish to go back, one cant undo the past. This resonates with me.
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p.s. I meant missed the mark. Sigh.
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The imagery of that barbed fence resonated strongly with me, two friends moving into animosity & then realizing they were cheated is a sad situation ~ Excellent story here HA ~
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not able to grasp the pain
for me that speaks volumes -we all have relationships like this–painful place to be–and you tell it beautifully
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Excellent wordle.
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This is a strong write HA. The 2nd and last stanza stood out for me. Losing one’s path or relationship not being able to find themselves, wanting to return but unable. Enjoyable read- thank you.
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Outstanding work!
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i’ve read your haiku; its a pleasure now to read for the first time another style;
much love…
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There is hope . . . even the Berlin Wall fell eventually . . .
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You have really put a lot of thought into this poem!! And the sadness is palpable. Fine work, HA.
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