A friend wrote this about her experience: http://moonlightweb.wordpress.com/2014/04/09/floating/
This haiku was my response:
It’s been a long time/
since we’ve danced in the clouds with/
each other. Welcome!
A friend wrote this about her experience: http://moonlightweb.wordpress.com/2014/04/09/floating/
This haiku was my response:
It’s been a long time/
since we’ve danced in the clouds with/
each other. Welcome!
My words disapear.
They were floating in my brain/
today. Where are they?
Why do women often make the choice,/
when they decide to go boating,/
to seek cabana boys/
before they go floating?/
Why do they forget the romance/
that penned words inspire?/
Why do they neglect the chance/
to, more deeply, feel the fire/
not of wood burning,/
(a mere throwing off flames),/
but setting their souls yearning/
for desires they won’t tame./
These women should be wise enough to know it:/
For inspirational revelry, they must bring the poet!
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