Monday, February 02, 2015
Thanks Colonial Rd. peeps!
Lots of great haiku last week, including some from my own childhood street, Colonial Rd. I was most intrigued by Amy from Blairmoor's though:
827 Blairmoor
In love with next door neighbor
Unrequited love.
And, as is often true, Renee:
Muse Road grew pebbles
Grey,grit dust and a poet.
She learned to walk through
Life barefoot feeling each
Stone,some jagged painful,some
Round with blessed peace.
And she told each stone
To others,hoping to see
Them walk too bold Children.
827 Blairmoor
In love with next door neighbor
Unrequited love.
And, as is often true, Renee:
Muse Road grew pebbles
Grey,grit dust and a poet.
She learned to walk through
Life barefoot feeling each
Stone,some jagged painful,some
Round with blessed peace.
And she told each stone
To others,hoping to see
Them walk too bold Children.
