Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Awake

hazy, daisy, dreams
nodding off, or not,
in meditative slumber
coffee cups roll,
cigarette droops from my lips
robes aflame
awake

16 comments:

  1. Ollie, thanks for the invite to Humbucker. This is good. Has the fusion of West and East with the discipline of haiku. I will read more.

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  2. So glad this is not a true story! I love your haiku, always. "Awake" - powerful last line, I can see the monk.

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  3. Something told me to come and put out that fire! Keep the fire in the belly where it belongs. Loved your write!

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  4. This makes me happy I dont smoke too often. Poor man lol but funny!! Is it wrong I see a comical event when reading this?

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  5. Never catch a chill in a robe like that.

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  6. Nice one Ollie and I am happy it isn't true.
    Pamela

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  7. That is one way to wake up.....love this Ollie!
    :-)

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  8. Oh my goodness! This one would definitely sound the alarms! Nice job!

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  9. Woke me up; Great imagery! I like how you worked it~

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  10. What a dreadful image! And you described the situation so well.

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  11. There are many way to 'wake up'. ;-)

    Nice one.

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  12. This is a different approach to the theme... you capture the moment so well.

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  13. Good poem, Ollie. Realistic content. Like others have said, glad it is fictional.

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  14. Old Ollie,
    The near tragedy and all too real.
    I'm glad you lived to write another day!!!

    Best wishes, Eileen

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