He Doodles, You ‘Ku – 12

The concept is simple: HM doodles; you write a poem to accompany it. Links to all the doodles throughout the month and the opening post can be found here.

Doodle is by HM Yuan; please do not post the doodles on other blogs.

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31 thoughts on “He Doodles, You ‘Ku – 12

  1. sanctuary
    after sudden rain
    I hesitate

  2. Sisyphus47 says:

    wonderland ~ lost in thoughts/ end of the world?

  3. rain puddle
    the tears of

  4. A Walk In My Heart says:

    rain puddle …
    walking away
    from it all

  5. beverlydyer says:

    Shoulders carry weight
    Thick fog hovers, random thoughts
    Hit or miss puddle.

  6. Peter Newton says:

    just like that the Thriller is gone

  7. Rita Odeh says:

    behind me…
    nothing but a pillar
    of salt

  8. angie werren says:

    little winter moon —
    I dream a man
    who never was

  9. Billy says:

    teleportation –
    still getting out in
    mud puddles

  10. Cara Holman says:

    melting into birdsong
    return of the light

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  12. GILLENA COX says:

    lost in thought…
    today melts in a puddle
    of yester- years

  13. cornflower blue sky
    what I remember
    about the day he left

  14. bigmax722 says:

    rainy day –
    only my shadow
    remains dry

  15. king of the stage
    his pool of light

  16. Kathy says:

    his moon-face
    in every puddle
    so many regrets

  17. terrilfrench says:

    summer rain–
    the needle stuck
    in a Coltrane groove

  18. Forgive my excess. This guy has taken me to a dark place where I just had to keep running and running. 😉

    winter rain
    the peeping tom
    a warm puddle

    gasoline puddles
    the nimble fingers
    of the arsonist

    gasoline puddles
    tears spilling out
    from the arsonist’s eyes

    never a saint
    much less a monk
    the arsonist
    lights up
    his last match

    his life
    one brief spark
    over gasoline

  19. kashpoet says:

    broken reflections-
    weight of thoughts
    never so heavy before

  20. Maria Santomauro says:

    in the night
    walking in puddles-
    my shadow

  21. sanjuktaa says:

    from puddle to puddle my walk over the moon

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