Sunday, June 7, 2009

yearning

so bewildering;
thruway wasteland cuts my street:
ghostly lives hiss by

One Single Impression: Prompt 67: Intersections
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11 comments:

  1. MaggieJune 7, 2009 at 9:58 AM

    This happens on my street also...time flies

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  2. Tammie LeeJune 7, 2009 at 10:28 AM

    sad when this happens.
    You have told this tell so well~

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  3. spacedlawJune 7, 2009 at 12:15 PM

    A ghost from elsewhere
    Bound on destruction course
    Grumble in anger

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  4. Nancy Bea MillerJune 7, 2009 at 7:55 PM

    Excellent!

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  5. floretaJune 7, 2009 at 10:56 PM

    ghosts seem bitter

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  6. Beth P.June 7, 2009 at 11:59 PM

    does the speed make them ghostly? or the sterility of the horseless ones?

    intersections, indeed

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  7. JimJune 8, 2009 at 12:26 AM

    Hi K.H, this fits our "spectral" OSI back in February (15). I had a five stanza (??) of haiku about those angels of death in their cars.

    And of course their concourses intersect our neighborhoods all over the place.
    If you are bewildered, consider the poor wildlife. It can mean 'to the slaughter' for them.
    ..
    ..

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  8. gautami tripathyJune 8, 2009 at 5:51 AM

    ghosts from the past?

    OSI: strings cross with wires

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  9. Tumblewords:June 8, 2009 at 2:41 PM

    Wow - this is so powerful and recognizable - wonderfully well worded.

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  10. Cassiopeia RisesJune 9, 2009 at 1:29 PM

    This is excellent. I just love the last line
    "ghostly lives hiss by" Wonderful image and so true.



    love,Melanie-bd
    AKA: Beloved Haiku Dreams

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  11. gabrielleJune 9, 2009 at 11:37 PM

    it is a wasteland indeed, a missed moment if they fail to touch in passing

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