broken windmill demanding
that the north winds blow.
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Friday, September 2, 2011
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About Me
- Maude Lynn
- Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days. ---Flannery O'Connor
17 comments:
this made me smile, love short poetry that can pull off wit like this!
Damned pushy windmills. Well done!
LOL!! that was fun!! :))
I really like your haiku gems ~
Keep it going ~
Nicely said. Loved your Haiku.
Melanie
A great haiku.
A windmill a bit like us, asking for things we can't do anything with.
Wise words, Mama Zen!
No Windmill Here!
I like the way your mind works!!
Wonderfully different take to this :)
ha! interesting...
Terrific analogy.
I know a few people like that windmill.
This was so damn good...your verses, the ones I read are so awesome specially The Novice.
This is good!
I lik--
This is really gooooooooo (choke gasp)
cough cough
*writhe*
This is haiku, right?
an excellent example of foolishness!
{maybe between us we can convert Fireblossom to haiku. do you think we could trick her into writing one?}
Terrific word picture there, Mama Zen. I can see this one being used in motivational speeches and sermons everywhere. :)
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