(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley
(#103)
Bones of the earth split
Emaciated world’s skin
Granite ribs protrude
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(#104)
Holes in waraji
Worn through soles through countless years
My soul worse for wear
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(#105)
Deafened ears can hear
Whispered symphonies of earth
Deafened hearts ignore
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(#106)
Mysteries begin
In the misty distance where
My horizon ends
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(#107)
Pieces of my heart
Bread crumbs marking mournful trails
Leading to the past
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(#108)
Part the blades of grass
Peer into the infinite
Listen with your heart
Silent Pariah 
Nice one! I’m still waiting for the one that rhymes with Chuck from Nantucket. 😵💫😬
Jeff
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That one’s still in the works. Be patient, young padawan… 😀
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Peer into infinite and listen with your heart
There’s always some sound waiting to modulate once it matches your natural frequency ,,
As always truly enjoyed, Mike😊
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“There’s always some sound waiting to modulate once it matches your natural frequency…” This is really profound, Reena. 🙂 Also, as far as sounds go, I find myself writing about sounds a lot and I know it’s because of my deafness. I miss out on so many things now, but hopefully I’m gaining wisdom through my other senses (including my “heart-sense”). Thanks as always for such kind words and support. I’m glad you enjoyed this one. 🙂
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Definitely Mike , heart sense is supreme , keep reflecting in your words❣️❣️
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Such powerful pieces, Mike. Tried choosing a favorite but I really can’t. You hold an amazing talent, my friend.💕
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Thank you, Grace. I’m so glad you liked these. To me, this is what writing is all about: sharing our souls and making connections with others. I’m always a bit nervous when I publish anything, so your kind comments always do so much to assuage those fears and make me feel welcome in this WP community. Your support is so appreciated. 🙂
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It’s truly a pleasure. I can relate to the feeling nervous while publishing. Though it has gotten easier. Keep writing, you are a wonderful.💕
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Ohh… #108 was the one that spoke to me the most. Noticing the things that most never do is what I always try to aim for. That’s where the magic is. 😉💫
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Thanks, Michelle. I’ve had a couple of these haiku recently where I got down to ground level to watch and listen. It’s like a microcosm of the “big world,” and like you said, people never notice things other than those that are right in front of their eyes. I liked the discovery aspect of what might lie beyond those blades of grass. Adventure awaits! 😀 Also, it was the idea of getting closer to nature, which all of us need to do to find balance and peace–a meditative aspect. So glad you liked this one. 🙂
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I love how you think, Mike. Nature is full of so many wondrous things. 🐜 🌈🌳🐛🌸
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Beautiful haiku, Mike! 💗 #108 was the one that spoke to my soul.
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Thank you kindly, Bianca. I’m sort of fond of #108, too. I like the implications and possibililities of quiet contemplation of the infinite. 😊
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It’s my pleasure, Mike! 😊☀️
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