Oct 7, 2006

Late Night Haiku XVIII

By Timothy R. Butler | Posted at 22:7:57

L. A stream forgotten,
Yet it still flows, will anyone recall
Its existence — ever?

LI. The tree falls noiseless,
No one listening to what passed.
One bird lacks a nest.

LII. Ripple, ripple, the water
Flows by me as I write tonight,
What springs from that muse?

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Re: Late Night Haiku XVIII

I just think it's great here, having the mix of English (humanities, poetry, writing,…) with technology.

You're a good man, Tim!

Posted by Mike O - Oct 8, 2006 | 14:40:27
Re: Late Night Haiku XVIII

Wow, thanks, Mike! I'm never sure if perhaps my poetry just scares people off. ;)

By the way, I keep meaning to mention: I don't mean not to comment on your blog, but for some reason the captchas never work right in my browser, so my comments never go through.

Posted by Timothy R. Butler - Oct 10, 2006 | 13:36:23
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