We search for comfort
In the strangest of places
Never ending task
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We search for comfort
In the strangest of places
Never ending task
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A time to relax
Renew and improve ourselves
Just not forever
One is a beacon
Another sustains our lives
The last is in us
Firing all at once
New thoughts and ideas form
Creativity
From the sky to sea
The hue of life surrounds us
Relaxing to all
Switching things up this week. The Perry Mason post is not where I want it to be.
Here’s a new haiku:
It pulses inside
Life, flowing like a river
If it leaks, I die
Scorched earth bears no fruit
The wake is ash and ruin
Awaiting rebirth
A word is a gift
But left to its own design
Becomes a burden
A clouded future
Looking through billowing smoke
Desperate for air
Ignorance knows all
Behold the bile that spews forth
No research required