Crooked
More or less
Is everything.
Look out the window.
How beautiful.
The first frost
In last year’s potholes.
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Crooked
More or less
Is everything.
Look out the window.
How beautiful.
The first frost
In last year’s potholes.
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Beautiful! It has an essence of Walt Whitman about it. Concise and focused, yet somehow embracing the huge.
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Thank you. Walt Whitman is my favorite poet…so that’s wonderful to hear.
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“Crooked
More or less
Is everything.” – and yet this speaks of a greater alignment overall. Enjoyed this. I wanted more lines but I enjoyed it 🙂
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Thank you Sunra. Greater alignment…I like that very much. I seem to be back to writing shorter poems. Maybe these coming winter months will get me to write longer poems.
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You write whatever you want, Bob! 🙂 Pay no heed to what I think.
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that stunning last image, Bob: worth waiting all week for —
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Thank you John!! Glad you liked it.
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it’s in my commonplace book, Bob; few poems from WordPress get in there 🙂
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Wow! Thank you so much!
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This is wonderful. I love the last stanza.
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Thank you!!
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All is crooked and yet, frost fits into potholes, very reassuring your poem Bob, very powerful, an effective remedy to my constant state of worry. Thank you.
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Thanks Steve. There’s beauty even in this crooked world. I find that reassuring too.
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i just realized that the last four lines are the 5-7-5 haiku syllable sequence –
Look out the window.
How beautiful The first frost
In last year’s potholes.
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Of course I’ve written one without knowing it. But I have been working on one for you, though it’s not the right syllables:
A walk off haiku
Rounds the bases home
Like autumn and like lost love
Till next season
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Nice one! Both tragic and optimistic, end of one baseball season and simultaneously looking ahead to the next one in a 5-7-4 syllable sequence which in baseball scoring is unique, third basemen (5) turns and throws the ball to the left fielder (7) which seduces the baserunner to try and advance 90 feet, but he’s tagged out by the second baseman (4). Thanks Bob!
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Glad you liked it!
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