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Beneath the opaque window crickets croon an autumn tune. I lie in bed restless as visions blossom from tattered family snapshots.
Blood drips—dense from father’s drunken brow. It pools on threadbare carpet, while the junkie plunges deep a sting of desperation. The turkey weeps, there are no cranberries this year
Mother kisses the cross then hugs the cold, crass casket. Winds disperse her wails in the cicada’s chant. Trees bow in suffrage beyond the needle’s reach...

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PhilarpsistStrawberries bloom in barren land, bleak hills bleed yawning valleys. Fallow, empty vista breeds baffled birds on cryptic skies.
We drive on sallow desert An older friend, who- having never shown fear had oft been provided.
Legs scrape and snap in the lazy lowlands. We need delve further;
a passage of faith plods on.
High on a plateau we see many; they followed the soldiers. Escaped from a realm of iniquity bearing hallowed bones of their dead.
"How far have you gone?" I started at eight "Can you chart your Philarpsist
by *KennethSnow

FadeawayRed brick shadow walk Beneath my gait surrounds me; Whispers faded talk
As vast trees unstitch Prepared for winter's advent; Fervently they twitch
Brisk wind ignites shades Of waltzing color portraits; Frantic while warmth fades
Tiny critters creep In quest of winter shelter; And well deserved sleep
Blustry artist stroke Removes from nature's canvas; Tinge of summer cloak
Kodachrome retires Succumbs to glacial whitewash; Festive fall expires Fadeaway
by *KennethSnow

Please Be Briefbrevity is the soul of wit Shakespeare
Brevity is the soul of lingerie Dorothy Parker
brevity is soul haiku is brief wit is random Please Be Brief
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HiKuautumn Sunday morn sodden, trodden leavery; delays revelry HiKu
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go Philsthe 5th Quarter no leaf clover; blight grenades go Phils
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cracked earthI walk upon the ancient grit of chaos planned and failure fated slips on paths that lead to
varmints manned— with able bodied weapons aimed and spammed at meager homo sapiens; sadly damned
I trod where fox stalk wild r a b b i t s   cross prismatic meadows
glowing shards of sharpened
ground up ghetto class
glass…grass crass—gas

crystal blades of dusky diamond diligence
I feel the CRaCKl-old soil scrunch beneath my
weathered feat
and screw the heathen brib cracked earth
by *KennethSnow

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Current Residence: DE
Interests: Writing poetry, Reading novels, Rock Music, Camping, Backpacking
Favourite movie: Dr. Strangelove, The Dove
Favourite band or musician: Beatles, Pink Floyd, Greenday, Cat Stevens, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Liz Phair, Alanis, The Kinks
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Classic Rock, Romantic Ballads
Favourite artist: Lennon
Favourite poet or writer: William Wordsworth, Charles' Bukowski and Dickens, John Irving, Phillip Roth, Tom Robbins
Favourite photographer: the ones who move me...
Favourite style of art: classic innocence
Operating System: vista
MP3 player of choice: vinyl :)
Shell of choice: pistachio
Wallpaper of choice: paint
Skin of choice: alanis
Favourite game: life
Favourite gaming platform: kitchen table
Favourite cartoon character: Wile E. Coyote
Personal Quote: What's the use of a fine house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on? Thoreau
Tools of the Trade: books, music, keyboard, memory, imagination, ink pens

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*pacsaman 2 days 3 hours ago

many thanks for the

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*Bateor Nov 13, 2009, 12:15:22 PM

Thanx so much for you :+fav. Very appreciated

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*Tanit-Isis Nov 3, 2009, 6:43:26 AM

Thank you!

=an3czka Nov 2, 2009, 5:58:43 AM

Thanks a lot for the fave and watch! Much appreciated

=Lily-Starr Oct 14, 2009, 9:30:43 PM

Thank you kindly for the watch!

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*UltimateOutlaw Sep 22, 2009, 2:11:29 PM

Thanks for the fave on Autumn Edginess

Sorry it took so long for me to get around to expressing my appreciation

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"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator 1830 - 1890