Catching up on some Poems and Haiku’s

Okay, here goes.

I thought I wanted to let this site go, but for the life of me I can’t.  I think you have noticed some re-blogs from my other site into this one.  I feel like this site is best suited for my poems and haiku’s.   They seem to get lost on my other site so I am thinking about starting them back up over here.

That way it will be easier for those who follow me here to read my poetry based stuff.  It feels like a better home in this blog.

The plan is to drop a poem or haiku every Sunday from here on out.

So anyone who is annoyed with me for doing this.  I apologize.  Sometimes an idea sounds good and looks good, but after careful thought or simple trial and error it doesn’t work.

Here is what you have missed so far, in case you haven’t seen the re-blogs.

Poems

The Society of Waves

They had come from all walks,

their simple chore to surf.

This was their only job,

the ocean was their turf.

They had waxed their boards,

then paddled simply out.

They were ready for the ocean,

ready for their bout.

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Then the wave rose,

roaring fierce with salty power.

They put their boards into the teeth,

opening the pipeline door, on the ocean tower.

Like surf board cowboys,

they rode the wave to the shore.

Then they paddled back out,

waiting for the ocean to give them just one more.

The aliens are at my door

Listen.

Do you hear them?

There it is again.

That creak in the front porch floor.

Oh no.

The aliens are at my door.

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They come from a galaxy far away,

near the heart of the deep space core.

With evil smiles upon their faces,

the aliens rattle my door.

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They crave the human taste of flesh,

ravage it like a whore.

It’s for this lust they came.

The aliens are inside my door.

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Taken to their silver ship,

my eyes growing heavy and sore.

I fall into a trance,

the aliens leave my door.

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I lay upon a pile of bones,

waiting in fear on the bone filled floor.

A strong light catches my eyes,

the aliens are at my door.

Haiku

A Good Cup of Coffee 2

Liquid energy

Red blood racing through my veins

Strong like rocket fuel

At the movies

Vampire Moon

A red yellow moon

Scared victim in death’s embrace

Fangs reflect the light

So, what do you guys think?  Is it good to come back to a site you thought you wanted to leave behind or should you just abandon it all together?