Sometimes it’s a must
First cup just won’t be enough
I need more caffeine
The old man approached
Squeezed into the small white chair
Youthful days returned
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Quiet solitude
Morning rests in soft slumber
The day gently wakes
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Solitude
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/09/solitude/
Solitude II
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/16/solitude-ii/
Solitude III
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/23/solitude-iii/
Solitude IV
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/30/solitude-iv-the-new-solitude/
A cat’s brave courage
Measured with scared paws and claws
My son starts to walk
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Sands of time move quick
We are tiny soul holders
Drifting through the days
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Bright eye on the shore
Spinning, turning, circular
Night drifts in slowly
The other two in this series can be found here: http://wp.me/p2kmxm-RJ
Warm moist summer night
Floating yellow lights flicker
Grill smoke still lingers
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Precious toes and feet
Touch the sand and the water
First steps on new ground
🙂
A happy father
Watching this beach scene unfold
Tears form in his eyes
Liquid stress relief
Please, coffee, filter my brain
Wake me up today
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Parts 1-6 can be found here: http://wp.me/p2kmxm-TU
Jam packed with traffic
Maximum capacity
Can’t see the black top
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On our way down to the beach we got into some of the worst traffic I have ever seen. I can’t believe how bad it was. Very, very, stressful, there are just so many cars on the road. I thought I would vent a bit with this Haiku.
I think James Taylor said it best: