Bus Haiku.
Sun readers all around,
With me composing haiku,
Well it made me smile.
With me composing haiku,
Well it made me smile.
posted by meekon5 at 16:47
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
About Me
- Name: meekon5
- Location: Portsmouth, Hants, United Kingdom
You must realise I am not a bright, happy, ebullient person. I don’t do mornings very well; I don’t do afternoons that well either. I don’t surround myself with bright, happy, chirpy people. My friends congregate in dark, noisy, smoky, places, avoiding the light exactly in the way certain single celled organisms don’t (“Swim towards the dark! Swim towards the dark!”). To say I’m gothic (in my outlook) is probably an understatement (counts the human skull collection in his front room). Accepting responsibility for ones own actions is a massive burden. As a Zen Existentialist Taoist Postmodernist Pagan I spend a lot of time contradicting myself. The Taoist sees all things as an aspect of the interaction of the Tao (yin and yang), the Zen side sees it all as illusion, the Existentialist tends to brood a lot, the Postmodernist doesn’t understand what all this fuss is being made about a bunch of text, and the Pagan wonders why the Gods are picking on me again. ________________________________ Contact me on "srkennedy" at "dunelm" dot "org" dot "uk" (without publishing my e-mail to attempt to reduce spam, hopefully).
Previous Posts
- The Wishing Song.
- Slow Bus To Portsmouth.
- Untitled Bus Poem.
- Waiting.
- In Memorium.
- Sad Santa’s Hat.
- Parallel Busses.
- Introduction
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