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Tempus fugit
Time flees mortal hands, rapidly slipping away; just like grains of sand. se escapa el tiempo, como granos de arena entre los dedos. le temps s’envole doucement entre les doigts —sables du dé… more »
Mr. Queasy, the fish.
tempus fugit
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Mr. Queasy wrote 2 months ago: Time flees mortal hands, rapidly slipping away; just like grains of sand. se escapa el tiempo, como … more »
Portrait of wry remarks
mittens wrote 3 months ago: Cynic is he who laughs heartily, not with Life but at her, instead. … more »
rivulet of life.
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Mr. Queasy wrote 3 months ago: just like paper-boats, people wander off— adrift; caught up in a stream. … more »
February Twenty-ninth
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Mr. Queasy wrote 4 months ago: Today I am here, but tomorrow I am not. …see you in four years! … more »
once in a red moon...
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Mr. Queasy wrote 5 months ago: Lo, the grand visage: sheepish clouds run in a craze; the moon is ablaze. … more »
Endeavour of life.
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Mr. Queasy wrote 6 months ago: A slip o’ green grows struggling, amidst a patch of dry, deserted land. … more »
Airborne Thoughts
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Mr. Queasy wrote 6 months ago: Eventide. Sun fell, from zenith to nadir, but Sun rises anew. … more »
Moonlit Thoughts
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Mr. Queasy wrote 7 months ago: The heavy gaze feasts, rejoicing on the details; lo, sublime moonlight! … more »
Sundown
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Mr. Queasy wrote 8 months ago: Profound thoughts aroused under the intense twilight, when day and night meet. … more »
Haiku about waiting in a coffee-house
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mittens wrote 9 months ago: Chiming ceramic. Stirring; shapes traced on the foam of a lukewarm cup. … more »
Solitude
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Mr. Queasy wrote 10 months ago: An instant of peace; The caress of zephyr comes, reminder of life. … more »
Ominous Roil
Mr. Queasy wrote 10 months ago: Inauspicious clouds, tearing the calm firmament, announce storm to come. … more »
Midday
Mr. Queasy wrote 10 months ago: A warm autumn day the sun perches at zenith, kindling thoughts of yore. … more »
Haphazard Haiku
Mr. Queasy wrote 10 months ago: The wind blows wildlyin a thousand gentle tonguesas the routine dies. … more »
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