The torque increasing heavily as sin weighs in the equation...... and the doors of redemption appear so far away......a brilliant piece dear poet brother......LOVE your Haiku's!!.....ALL STARS!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?☀✴✳
no brand deters friends
find in our words and hearts that
heaven lies therein
If my assumption is correct and this most recent infernal haiku was inspired by the same travails which has inspired your previous 'Satanic Verses'...I'm sorry.
Please let me know if there's anything I can do.
I thank you so much for your heartfelt concerns, but in all sincerity, those previous "Satanic Verses", had nothing to do with this Haiku. As I grow older, I find myself in retrospection, thinking about all the wrongs I committed, wishing they were rights. I was in an emotional state when I wrote this, and wanted to portray a person whose sins superseded God's Forgiveness. I dedicate this Haiku to you.
My sin's cicatrix
Deter not my dearest friend
He anoints my cup
the cup overflows
but we decide for ourselves
to cleanse or to drown
All I'll say is this: a life which has been truly, fully, lived...is strewn with the detritus of regrets; you can wear those regrets as a badge of striving (sometimes failing) humanity...or as a noose. In his comment above, 'Lost' quoted Dante...allow me the same privilege when I say, "Io fei giubetto me delle mei case" (I've made my own home my gallows). The home you and Linda have made, for and of one another, is a home of love and joy. Never forget that...even in those dark hours when the wolf is staring at you from the shadows.
As Linda and I read your heartfelt words which bring tears to our eyes, we worry, that to have found such a loving soul on Cosmo, has all been but a dream, and we will soon return to reality. Yet, as we wait for our awakening, we realize that this is no fantasy, it is for real. What we will never forget, is our poetic soulmate Jason Brown, who inundates us with his love.
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The torque increasing heavily as sin weighs in the equation...... and the doors of redemption appear so far away......a brilliant piece dear poet brother......LOVE your Haiku's!!.....ALL STARS!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?☀✴✳
My Dear Brother Tony,
My Brother lauds me
As the tears flow from my eyes
Ones of purest joy
Peace, Love and Rockets,
Larry xxx
This is very Dante-esque. Brilliant write, Larry. And Dante himself gave sinners hope;
"The poets leave hell and again behold the stars." Dante
My Dear Friend Lost,
As usual, your brilliant quotes are the completion of my writes. This one, gives hope to all us "Bad Boys". Thank you for your wonderful insights.
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
My dear Larry...
no brand deters friends
find in our words and hearts that
heaven lies therein
If my assumption is correct and this most recent infernal haiku was inspired by the same travails which has inspired your previous 'Satanic Verses'...I'm sorry.
Please let me know if there's anything I can do.
your friend & fan,
J ;)
My Dear Friend Jason,
I thank you so much for your heartfelt concerns, but in all sincerity, those previous "Satanic Verses", had nothing to do with this Haiku. As I grow older, I find myself in retrospection, thinking about all the wrongs I committed, wishing they were rights. I was in an emotional state when I wrote this, and wanted to portray a person whose sins superseded God's Forgiveness. I dedicate this Haiku to you.
My sin's cicatrix
Deter not my dearest friend
He anoints my cup
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
Larry, my dear friend...
the cup overflows
but we decide for ourselves
to cleanse or to drown
All I'll say is this: a life which has been truly, fully, lived...is strewn with the detritus of regrets; you can wear those regrets as a badge of striving (sometimes failing) humanity...or as a noose. In his comment above, 'Lost' quoted Dante...allow me the same privilege when I say, "Io fei giubetto me delle mei case" (I've made my own home my gallows). The home you and Linda have made, for and of one another, is a home of love and joy. Never forget that...even in those dark hours when the wolf is staring at you from the shadows.
I shall ever remain...
your friend & fan,
J ;)
My Dear Friend Jason,
As Linda and I read your heartfelt words which bring tears to our eyes, we worry, that to have found such a loving soul on Cosmo, has all been but a dream, and we will soon return to reality. Yet, as we wait for our awakening, we realize that this is no fantasy, it is for real. What we will never forget, is our poetic soulmate Jason Brown, who inundates us with his love.
Peace and Love,
Linda and Larry xxx