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#NationalHaikuPoetryDay Also

 

Truly, I don’t think

We are ever completely

Certainly, ready

 

By Daphne Shadows

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#NationalHaikuPoetryDay Again

This one, I can’t figure out what end line I prefer.

What do you think?

 

Sometimes you have to

Sing, read the letter, carry on

Can you feel your voice?

 

Sometimes you have to

Sing, read the letter, carry on

Does your voice tremble?

 

By Daphne Shadows

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#NationalHaikuPoetryDay

Happy National Haiku Poetry Day!

I swear there are fifteen different national holidays every single day. I’m on the fence about this. When every day is multiple National holidays, it kind of feels like it never really is a holiday. BUT, on the other hand, there’s the rare national holiday that I totally feel like celebrating (and, you know, happen to hear about in the first place). So I do like it. It allows us to each pick the ones we like and have fun with those.

I’m a conflicted individual.

 

This holiday is always on April 17th.

A haiku is a form of Japanese poetry.

It’s typically non rhyming and uses the elements of nature, language that captures emotions or memories, and/or beauty. Its flowing and very much poetic. It’s made of three lines. Each line has a specific amount of syllables. 5, 7, 5.

 

I had no clue this holiday existed.

Funny enough, last night I thought of a haiku before falling asleep.

 

It was the first time

Wind wiped it away again

It’s not the first try

 

By Daphne Shadows

 

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I Digress

If it won’t be easy,

I have to ask –

Will it be so trying

That by the end,

My soul is dying?

 

Sometimes, I think,

The harder thing to do,

Is what turns out

Being, in the end,

Exactly right for you.

 

 

By Daphne Shadows

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Enigma

Maybe you’re supposed to feel numb at some point
And as the dust settles
The true form shows
Nothing is what you had thought it to be

by Daphne Shadows

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I Isolate

I isolate

I crawl back in

And beg for peace

 

I isolate

It’s how I survive

Even while I’m not living

 

I isolate

And for a split second

For a single moment

I can breathe

I can see

 

I isolate

Because I don’t know how to feel

I don’t know how to exist

For more than moments at a time

Without imploding

Into oblivion

Into nothingness

 

I isolate

Instead of raking my claws

Into another’s skin

Instead of breaking the surface

And sliding on in

Distract me from the pain

Such a strange way to live

Because disgusted I remain

With the boiling of my blood

The unspoken on my tongue

Oblivion calls

 

It is not so depressing

It’s an expression of madness

It is not so despairing

It’s a release of the pressure

So hope can be found

 

by Daphne Shadows

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Haze

 

The dark is danger

But the bright lights lie to us

And down we all fall

 

 

by Daphne Shadows

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