He Doodles, You ‘Ku – 14

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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28 thoughts on “He Doodles, You ‘Ku – 14

  1. Maria Santomauro says:

    a friend
    in the past-
    a snowman

  2. polona says:

    winter thaw
    you say we can’t
    be lovers

  3. What a delightful drawing!

    after a day of play
    the child hurries home
    to hold the hand
    of the snowchild
    forever in a poem

  4. Haiku Oregon says:

    in the moment…
    best friends

  5. Rita Odeh says:

    my best friend
    in the storm

  6. snowman –
    observing the world
    in silence

  7. snowflakes
    the things she says
    to her . . .
    if only her friend
    were real

  8. sweet dream…
    the smell of Grampy’s
    corn cob pipe

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  10. Billy says:

    snowman –
    you may be gone

  11. bigmax722 says:

    before you leave –
    the chill of your hand
    around mine

  12. even the snowman
    cries for my father…
    winter longing

  13. whimsygizmo says:

    he’s forever
    she’s a flake
    storm’s coming

  14. unlimited 
    the companionship 
    of children

  15. Kathy says:

    hollow men?
    the likeness
    of ourselves built
    from snowflakes


    waning moon . . .
    made from Fruit Loops
    Frosty’s grin

  16. in goosedown
    and snowflakes
    finding myself

  17. terrilfrench says:

    making the most of
    the time we have left–
    icicles shorten

  18. A Walk In My Heart says:

    the way
    you make me smile …
    holding on

  19. sanjuktaa says:

    new coolness-
    slipping my hand
    through his

  20. kashpoet says:

    from a snowwoman
    to this snowman–
    the sun did it

  21. 1.
    everything will disappear —
    even the thickest of friendships.

    here is my hand anyway.

    a damp streak
    among your mitten’s stripes —
    the stretch of holding on

  22. Peter Newton says:

    old friendships
    measured in

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