When is the ground?
Endlessly falling
Not feeling a parachute
Not seeing the ground
Comments
I'm up there (down there?) with Cynth on this.
It's not really a Haiku and...it doesn't really work (for me).
For whatever reason, it reminds me of the old joke...'an empty cab pulled up outside of the Hilton...and John Denver got out'.
Not sure where the substance is?
Jx
I could, of course, just be an idiot?
It is good, Dave. How do you know you're falling if you have no point from which to 'measure'? You may be in ELSEWHERE.
didn't realise it was a Haiku this Dave until second reading which is typical me - lol but still like it..
nice stuff Dave. clever. Win X
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Wed 12th Jan 2011 17:34
Nice haiku - I genuinely mean it - this is one of the best such poems I've seen.
Heh Andy :D
Like this Dave. Reminds me of one of the endless questions that my lass used to ask - why is a witch? I don't know!
hi dave - i like this as it would have been easy to carry the falling on but this is clearly a short fall - lol
Ah! Life! I like the title - when rather than where, which is what you would expect! x
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Elaine Booth
Tue 18th Jan 2011 19:35
I too very much appreciated the title and as ever you've got me reading all sorts into it!