angry thunderstorms
across deep blue ocean swells
star-kissed explosions
star-kissed explosions
lover’s passion-clenched eyelids
soon sleep descending
soon sleep descending
life demands its sacrifice
death a bitter toll
death a bitter toll
human souls ascend the scale
stars suddenly aglow
stars sudden aglow
midnight meadows bathed in light
winds begin to blow
winds begin to blow
softly swaying, children dance
to music unheard
to music unheard
new life from true love formed
the world rejoices
the world rejoices
eagles screech their summer songs
eyes glancing upward
eyes glancing upward
a silent voice offers prayer
clouds begin to weep
clouds begin to weep
lashing rains, the voice of God
angry thunderstorms
The Winter Bites My Bones 
I’m wondering when you will submit something to ‘the zen space’.
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I have been wondering and researching. Is it possible I have invented a new form of poetry? The “chain haiku” And if I accidentally did so, what do you think I should do with it? I hadn’t thought about it when I was writing it, but I can’t find other examples. Did I actually develop a new form of poetry?
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No, it has been done before, though maybe not precisely with lines repeated as they are here, as though each final line were the inspiration for the next three/two. It’s a way of writing that can clunk badly, unless you watch what you’re doing. As haiku depends on ‘moments’ of experience, any kind of series of haiku either has to be prompted by a rapid series of such moments, or depend on patience during long periods without them (during which, of course, an unrelated ‘moment’ might occur). If you get my drift…
As to what to do with it, well frankly I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Sit lightly to it. Haiku come and go. Sometimes they can be grouped, be hung like a necklace, or stand alone. It is in the nature of haiku that you will be prompted what to do with ’em.
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That’s why I need you. Lest I stagger forward the fool. Love ya!
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