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These poems often do not match the strict requirements of a haiku which needed to be matched to the way the english language uses sylables. In addition, a particular focus on the seasons is often used. For me, I felt it was most important to capture a moment, an singular experience. Perhaps, I should have called these haiku-like poems.
The poetry collection begins next.
Watching the sun set
in my eyes
in her eyes.
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Her voice on the phone
I tremble.
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Walking hand-in-hand
feeling cotton's warmth
against my bare arm.
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In the moonlight
waves
from
waves
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Bare trees on a silent night
like my memories of her
and love itself.
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Naked exposed trees
my wounds
of the past.
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Silent winter night
the sound of waves
the comfort of her arms.
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Feeling numb
my face where
tears have frozen.
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Curled up like an infant
alone
remembering her.
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The memory of her voice
indistinct like the sound of waves
takes my breath away, still.