Posts Tagged ‘sunglasses’
April 11, 2017
Cool to find old school/
Jay “Bone” Buhner* shades and know/
you can still wear them.
OR
*baseball player
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March 28, 2016
She thinks I am in/
the Matrix, but everything/
I’m seeing is real.
Tags:CyranoWriter, everything is real, haiku, I'm in the Matrix, IMprov haiku, IMprov Poetry, Kuhns, Matrix, Neo, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, sunglasses, sunset sunglasses, what she thinks, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 25, 2014
When your mom still wears/
old-style* sunglasses, you can/
cover everything!
OR
*groovy
Tags:20/20 vision, bad vision, cataract, cataract surgery, cover everything, CyranoWriter, eye patch, eye surgery, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, mom's sunglasses, old-style sunglasses, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, prescription glasses, revolutionary poetry, sunglasses, toric lens, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 16, 2014
Believing I could/
someday see, she bought me new,/
groovy sunglasses.
Tags:belief, believe, believing I might see, CyranoWriter, faith, groovy sunglasses faith, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, new sunglasses, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, she bought me sunglasses, someday see, sunglasses, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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February 5, 2014
When you finally/
gaze at clouds through rose-colored/
glasses, they look cool.
Tags:clouds, CyranoWriter, finally look, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, look at clouds, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, rose-colored glasses, sunglasses, sunset, they look cool, UV rays, www.cyranowriter.com
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November 29, 2013
When you put on your/
Wayfarers* and poke your eye,/
you stop looking cool.
OR
*sunglasses
Tags:cool, CyranoWriter, got your wayfarers on, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, poke your eye, put on your sunglasses, revolutionary poetry, stop looking cool, sunglasses, wayfarers, www.cyranowriter.com
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November 2, 2013
Through my camera lens,/
I spy the face of God. He’s/
wearing sunglasses.
Tags:camera lens, CyranoWriter, face of God, God, haiku, I spy, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, reflective sunglasses, revolutionary poetry, sunglasses, sunset, wearing, www.cyranowriter.com
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Cool to find old school/
When your mom still wears/
When you finally/
Through my camera lens,/