Melting faces and
Fuchsia poodles share brain time
In my febrile state.
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Chronicling Each Day Through Haiku
©2007-08 Reece Carson
What is "Life in 17 Syllables"?
Taken one at a time, it’s a bit of what I bought with my 24 hours. Taken as a whole, it’s a tapestry of feelings, observations, and experiences woven from the cloth of my life. Join me in the journey.
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- Wisdom-Smack :: November 30, 2007
- Irresponsible :: November 29, 2007
- My Superpower :: November 28, 2007
- Where to Start? :: November 27, 2007
- Hello in There? :: November 26, 2007
- Blank :: November 25, 2007
- Montana Therapy :: November 24, 2007
- Not Your Normal Hangover :: November 23, 2007
- Christmas Spirit :: November 22, 2007
- Culture Shock :: November 21, 2007
- A Kind of Death :: November 20, 2007
- Should’ve Worn Sneakers :: November 19, 2007
- Picasso Was Right :: November 18, 2007
- Glassblowing 101 :: November 17, 2007
- Just An Illusion :: November 16, 2007
- The Least of These :: November 15, 2007
- That’s MR. Lightweight … :: November 14, 2007
- Sunny Side Up :: November 13, 2007
- Cranky :: November 12, 2007
- Altitude & Attitude :: November 11, 2007
- Freefall :: November 10, 2007
- Magical Week :: November 9, 2007
- Pummeled :: November 8, 2007
- Therapy Session #20 :: November 7, 2007
- The Sound of Industry :: November 6, 2007
- Irish Rock-God :: November 5, 2007
- Urban Shopping :: November 4, 2007
- Their True Colors :: November 3, 2007
- Fevered Dreams :: November 2, 2007
- I Feel Like A Puppet :: November 1, 2007
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About Me
- reece.carson
- Seattle, Washington, United States
- As a writer, I try to capture life's moments and release them as stories.
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1 comment:
I'm sorry to hear you're not feeling well.
I've now been reading your daily Haiku for a few months, and it's starting to impact the way I view the world. Two nights ago I went to the ballet and found myself composing a haiku from the composers of the music I was listening to. went something like this:
Igor Stravinsky
Arvo Part then Robert Fripp
lastly, Philip Glass
It was a really good show. :)
When you're feeling better, let's coordinate dinner.
-Rod H
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