dagblog - Comments for "A Warmly Spring-like Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon" http://dagblog.com/arts/warmly-spring-friday-afternoon-haikulodeon-18380 Comments for "A Warmly Spring-like Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon" en Nice, moat. What often http://dagblog.com/comment/193497#comment-193497 <a id="comment-193497"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/193493#comment-193493">Dancing skeletons; Words</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Nice, moat.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p>What often follows</p> <p>The gavel of regret is</p> <p>an unfair sentence.</p> <p> </p> <p>A sly, tiny nod</p> <p>to a higher justice might</p> <p>ameliorate.</p> </div></div></div> Mon, 24 Mar 2014 00:34:08 +0000 MrSmith1 comment 193497 at http://dagblog.com Dancing skeletons; Words http://dagblog.com/comment/193493#comment-193493 <a id="comment-193493"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/arts/warmly-spring-friday-afternoon-haikulodeon-18380">A Warmly Spring-like Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Dancing skeletons;</p> <p>Words skittering in the pan</p> <p>with sly tiny nods</p> <p>     argue against the old judge</p> <p>     and his gavel of regret.</p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> Sun, 23 Mar 2014 23:11:14 +0000 moat comment 193493 at http://dagblog.com Hmmm ... Isn't that, in http://dagblog.com/comment/193492#comment-193492 <a id="comment-193492"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/193489#comment-193489">I know how you feel. Only I</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Hmmm ... Isn't that, in essence, the plan our mothers had for us when were kids ...  wear us out during the day so that we'd sleep at night? </p> <p>Or, in haiku form:</p> <p> </p> <p>This, in essence, was</p> <p>the plan our moms had for us;</p> <p>wear us out, we'd sleep.</p> <p> </p> <p>---</p> <p><br /> Spending too much time</p> <p>obsessing on the past?  Don't</p> <p>think twice, it's alright.</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> Sun, 23 Mar 2014 22:38:07 +0000 MrSmith1 comment 193492 at http://dagblog.com I know how you feel. Only I http://dagblog.com/comment/193489#comment-193489 <a id="comment-193489"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/193406#comment-193406">I think about this All the</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>I know how you feel.  Only I don't have the cold to contend with.  So I decided I needed to do some spring cleaning to keep me real tired at night.  I stay a sleep and don't think much that way. </p> </div></div></div> Sun, 23 Mar 2014 21:49:42 +0000 trkingmomoe comment 193489 at http://dagblog.com I think about this All the http://dagblog.com/comment/193406#comment-193406 <a id="comment-193406"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/arts/warmly-spring-friday-afternoon-haikulodeon-18380">A Warmly Spring-like Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>I think about this</p> <p>All the time, to my regret</p> <p>I think about this</p> <p>Loves lost and loves won</p> <p>I won one love and I lost</p> <p>But time tells us all</p> <p>Nothing really lasts</p> <p>Nothing is this permanent </p> <p>So I must adjust</p> <p>hahahahahahaha</p> <p>I have memories</p> <p>Memories that just keep on</p> <p>And still are keepin</p> <p>the end</p> <p>I am now supposedly witnessing the first 48 hours of spring and there is a terrible storm out there. hahahaha</p> <p>Even down, 200 miles into the Cities, it is not that nice. haahaha</p> <p>I just trudged threw the new four inches of snow in my new shoes; and yet I know that 30  degrees is better than 30 degrees below. hahahahah</p> <p>I was going to shoot myself, but then I recalled that I had no gun. hahaha</p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> Sat, 22 Mar 2014 01:25:21 +0000 Richard Day comment 193406 at http://dagblog.com