I Doodle, You ‘Ku 2014 – 05

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The concept is simple: Here’s a doodle. Now write a poem to accompany it!

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26 thoughts on “I Doodle, You ‘Ku 2014 – 05

  1. between empty ground
    and the infinity of the sky—
    just a turn

  2. grandpa’s pipe —
    the sizzle
    of sofrito

  3. Hi Aubrie, I enjoy the different versions of your art. Thank you.

    years with the sky
    and this great lake

    “in the night
    his song shall be
    with me” *

    * from Psalm 42:8 (KJV)

  4. I follow
    his calloused fingers
    to the sky–
    another side of him
    unwrapped from smoke rings

  5. beverlydyer says:

    Half moon smiles at me
    Winter walk, enjoy a smoke
    Big coat warms my heart.

  6. Kathy, I was about to start my tanka with “I follow”. 🙂

    a trail of smoke
    extending his silence . . .
    how I wish the moon
    can tell me the things
    he cannot say

  7. a walk in haiku says:

    Reblogged this on A Walk In Haiku and commented:
    veiled moon …
    all the things I couldn’t
    say

  8. Anitha Varma says:

    still night…
    in the lonely vastness
    a moon and my pipe

  9. Debbie says:

    cold moon shines enough
    for him to light his pipe
    sending up thanks

  10. sanjuktaa says:

    waning moon
    some fire still
    in his soul

  11. breathe in, breathe out
    button up that feeble coat–
    the moon is slipping

    http://en.gravatar.com/angieinspired

  12. Adam Traynor says:

    homeless cold keys in a pocket of smoke

  13. in case of fire break the stars

  14. Katie Bock says:

    The stories forgot the smell of her tobacco.

  15. Katie Bock says:

    I’d like it noted that I mostly refrained from posting this instantly:

    Ms. Poppins,
    I presume.

  16. smoke
    the spin of this universe
    on a windless night

  17. Peggy Bilbro says:

    Monet in the garden
    under a Van Gogh sky
    my blue palette

  18. night train
    feeling the drag
    of cigarette smoke

  19. the moon
    my only company
    because second hand smoke
    cant reach
    that far

  20. Reblogged this on Failing at Haiku and commented:
    This is a “small stones” poem, which is a type of poetry that is similar to haiku.

    the moon
    my only company
    because second hand smoke
    cant reach
    that far

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