I try, Liz . . . and try . . . and try. Like the night I flew 24 touch and goes to make the perfect landing. I remember feeling the rumble of the tires without a squeak. You live for those moments--like the promise of a better poem.
And it was a delight to know that my offering was shared with you and your love. You two are an inspiration to my new adventure: why not love?
It's also good to know that I am not the only man on the planet that expresses and desires and appreciates birds, poetry, love and of course dessert now and then.
I really like the way you repeated 'sweet' twice to get the sonorous alliteration in the haiku's last word, 'squeeze.' I love your sensibility; this is love beyond our normal notions of "romance."
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Thanks for the close read, Stephen. It just slipped in there.
d m.--Hope you slept well!
And it was a delight to know that my offering was shared with you and your love. You two are an inspiration to my new adventure: why not love?
It's also good to know that I am not the only man on the planet that expresses and desires and appreciates birds, poetry, love and of course dessert now and then.
Thanks Jim
I love your sensibility; this is love beyond our normal notions of "romance."