Crosswind Haiku

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Slam is not your typical, kinda-hearted, lame poetry reading. No, folks, this is COMPETITIVE poetry, where the AUDIENCE gets to choose who is the BEST POET!

Even Better!
We are lucky and fortunate enough to be graced with the presence of the one, the only Zedeka Queen as our feature!

And, hey, its cheap! An entire night of entertainment for the mere sum of a $5 donation.
Plus, we've got great coffee, tea, and WAFFLES at The Mug. What more could you ask for?

Don;t know if I posted any of these before (I don;t think I have) but here's what I've been up to since mid-february.

105
true beauty is found
within, not just a pretty
face to wake up to

106
how lies are whispered
tastes like bittersweet chocolate
melting on your tongue

107
best on a cold night-
Beach Boys tunes and a ‘rita
how long til summer?

108
one day I’ll learn how
to open my mouth instead
of keeping it shut

109
listen, only you
can make yourself happy, not
anyone else, k?

110
drawing from the pain
a certain satisfaction-
it becomes pleasure

111
calling me a switch
giver/taker I can be
anything you want

112
I don’t mean to lead
you astray- it just happens
just as you lead me

113
erotic poet
candlelight on your body
no pen can transcribe

114
dysfunctional duck
just like so much of my life
its interesting

115
everyone blames
someone else, I just chose to
keep blaming myself

116
a black cat sleeping
in languid fashion
takes up my whole bed

117
new recipe-
ingredients: you, butter,
and apricot jam

118
sending you a card
I’d send something more, but
I don’t need trouble

119
sitting here on couch
staying warm with hot cocoa
wishing I could share

120
little chocolate hearts
no one to share them with
who’s my valentine?

121
there are days I wish
I didn’t have the memories
when I talk to you

122
it feels strange hearing
words once spoken to me now
told to someone else

haiku wrapper for
expressions of lonelyness
and a hungering

drowning in a dream
under the brillance of night
the breeze brings me peace

"Stay away from Jonn!"
Yahoo message sent to me
*Shrugged* and did reverse

Together all night
Talking to one another
We both enjoy it

Winter wonderland
Sung by Brit with naughty words
On the phone to me

Dr Jonn prescribed
Laughter as good medicine
Thanks for the healing

Final thing to say
A Merry Christmas to All
Remember the Love

No antidote cures
When you receive the bite of
The Poetry Bug


I see no response
To your rope tying offers
Holds out wrists to you


Feather lightly strokes
Baby soft, translucent skin
Shaking at its touch


Closing eyes, I sigh
As your tongue reaches within
My opening lips

peeling wallpaper
grab hold tight and pulllllllll up slow
one long strip feels good

Dark nights with no stars.
No point looking without you
to show me the sights.

Keep letters from friends.
Read them to remind yourself
of times now gone by.

Are you feeling me
Blowing wind across fields of
Our loving touches?

Life passes like a
Sandstorm in the desert of
Lost eternity

Love me love me, say
You hate me now cause it hurts
When you smile at me

I close my eyes to
See the moon smiling down on
All of her children

Trust me when I say
You took hold of my heart when
You just smiles at me.

How many licks to
Center of a Tootsie Roll?
Screw licking, Just bite

I dream again of
You and me- bodies entwined
Lost among the sheets.

Flowers bloom in ice
Once again we try our hand
At holding friendship

The closer the hearts
The less th distance between-
Still oceans apart.

I hear the beating
Of your heart as we lay here
But you are still gone

Heartfelt wishes come
Flowing from the poets' lips
Ev'ry whisper truth.