My Haiku

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  • Butterfly49
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My Haiku

    Ocean's tide eroding
    Sand Castle exploding
         No longer in love

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mamasan commented on My Haiku

11-04-2009

Somehow I connect the exploding of the sand castle with the tide eroding. A tide which use to roar and now has left behind love letters in the sands of time. Yet, once in love, the indelible markings will revisit when the tide returns (memories). This comment is what those three little phrases pulled up for me out of my own memories. Good read.....deep and provoking.........

Butterfly49

11/05/2009

Thank you for your indepth review. It was a simple thought yet you gave it more meaning. Thank you again.

Will28 commented on My Haiku

06-16-2009

This Haiku, Is it about when you were a kid and you built a sand castle and then while you were digging a mote to stop the tide from washing it away a person, you thought was a friend or even more, put an M80 in your sand castle and blew to smithereens and made you cry. cause that happend to me when I was a kid and I was pissed... LOL I really like it it shows how nature and force can cause destruction of something lovingly built. Good write

Butterfly49

06/17/2009

LOL Great (but sad) story. Thank you for your comment.

terrellharrisjr commented on My Haiku

06-08-2009

I like your haiku, does it speak of love lost or an unhealthy relationship? Either way I like the wording in this poem

Butterfly49

06/10/2009

Thank you for your comment. Odd that your question can be answered 'yes' to both aspects. I wouldn't have thought that my words could make it that obvious.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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