Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings. Bram Stoker, Dracula
Loneliness will sit
in a corner of my room –
brooding and childish.
She’ll rock in my chair –
combing droopy wings all night.
She won’t be quiet.
I’ll toss and I’ll turn –
scaring sleep away and watch
night burn into day.
Poet Rummager 
Ooohhh i still haven’t figured the other layers of your previous poem..
And yet again here you are with these beautiful haikus..offering complex emotions that i am yet to unfold…
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Is it Christmas already? 😀 Your kind words are gifts to me! Thank you Mich. 🎄
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Beautiful words…of course! Loneliness; such a vast subject and yes, you can be lonely but not alone…not able to connect…such a difficult one that. xx
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Loneliness can take on many forms — lonely for chocolates…. lonely for pizza…. 😀 Thank you, Paula. xo
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Superb collage and excellent haikus
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I blush from your gallantry, Sir Knight! I’ll be visiting your castle blog soon. 🙂
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🙂
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Beautifully plaited together….
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If I ever needed a pipe laid, I’ll be calling you, my new poet plumber friend! 😀 Many thanks, Ivor.
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Call me anytime, I’m cheap !!
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I’m sure your pipe is nice and sturdy, though! Haha. I’ll keep you in mind 😀
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Haha, rusty I’d say….
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Touche! Lol!! Nice one, darling. 👏
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Thanks Rose, nearly midnight here, clickety click, I’m sixty six
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Is it your birthday? Happy Birthday, Ivor!! I hope for your special day, your friend will give you a cement floor. 🎂 🌠 🎇
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That would be a solid birthday gift xx
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I’m editing a birthday poem now, post/blog the verse in the morning
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I’ll check in to read it later today. All the best, Ivor!! xo
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I just looooove the last haiku – it´s perfect!!!! ❤
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Aw, I’m dancing from your sweet compliment, tigress Sarah! I have a feeling you can relate to the last haiku; especially being an artist and a writer. Thanks so much. ❤
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You´re very welcome, my dear and marvelous poetess! 🙂 Have an awesome weekend! ❤ xoxo
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You, too! xoxo 😍
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😘
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Well done!
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Really? I like mine rare, though! 😉
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Ahaha! 😀
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Scaring sleep away….what a great way to put it. Love the collage too. (K)
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That was a fun line — thanks for noticing, K! 🌹
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Friggin class bud. Is that a digital collage?
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Thanks Josh! ❤ It's actually paper images, markers, and colored pencil. I did tweak it with my new favorite app, Enlight. Have you ever used it?
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Naaa
. Apparently it’s only for apple too (got none of them). Laaaaaame. Looks amaze anyways 😀
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Loneliness needs some warm milk and cookies fresh from the oven. That’ll perk up.
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Maybe make cookie ice cream sandwiches! Yum.
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Three excellent Haikus my friend.
They flow from one to the other very well. 😎
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Thank you Alan! I first got the idea of creating three haiku poems to tell a story from you 😀
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Loneliness is broodish, like a petulant child with her bottom lip stuck out, hard to ignore. Metaphorically beautiful haikus, Rose. And I like your collage–summery golds, yellows, browns, and touches of red, offset the brooding woman and angry black birds.
kat
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Ah, Kat, such splendid comments! Thank you for taking the time to read my works. 🌹
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You’re welcome! Your work is always a joy to read, Rose. 🙂
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Dark and haunting, Rose. Your haikus capture the essence of loneliness, boil it down, and distill it into its purest form. Great work!
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I can listen to your words all day, Cathy! Your comments are as lovely as flowers to me. Thank you! 🌹🥀🌺
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Always my pleasure, Rose. 💐😊
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Beautiful.
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Reblogged this on Ancien Hippie.
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Thanks Penney.
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Thank you for a popular blog!
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Wondrous transformation: T ==> B in just one place is all it takes to make an utterly commonplace phrase intense and memorable, when “night burn into day” ends a fine series.
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Your support makes me warm and fuzzy, Mel. Thoughts of your brilliant brain burns my night. Thank you. 😘
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that scary part
helps put me
right to sleep 🙂
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Ah, a kindred spirit. Lovely.
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The collage matches the words for brooding indeed.
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The collage was fun to make. Thanks!
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I read the haiku as one poem–so sad, but lovely. Your collage fits perfectly. Wonderful job, Rose!
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Thanks so much, Merril! Making collages always takes me back to the scissors and glue of childhood projects. I guess I’ll never grow up. 😁🥀
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There are some things one should never outgrow!
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Yes, like clothes! I’ve found as I grow older, it takes so much more exercising to not outgrow my jeans. Ugh.
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UGH! I know. I exercise more than I ever did, but I just keep expanding.
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It’s tough, but imagine not working out at all — that’ll make things even more difficult!
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Oh, yes. I’d be a blimp!
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— a chic and talented one. 😁
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🙂
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You have become a pro at haiku, Rose. Congratulations! All three are very good. The third one is simply superb! Love the art work and the cyclop designs are pretty cute. 🙂
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What a lovely thing to say! I’m dancing from your kind words, Somali. Yes, Ali is a very talented artist. 😘🌷
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Absolutely loved it. I just started my blog ( https://stecydsouza.wordpress.com/ ) and would love it if you could read my poems
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Thank you! Your comment was in my spam folder, but yes, I’ll read your work gladly.
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Wow, this is truly beautiful Rose, the last stanza I just love! Brilliant!
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Thank you, Phoenix! Bram Stoker’s quote is quite the inspiration.
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Somehow I missed this the first time around. The haiku are great. The collage is outrageously good, very special. If I ever finish my book, maybe I can talk you into doing the art? 😉
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Thanky spanky! If you ever want me to make you some art, I would drop everything to create something for you. Well, I won’t drop my glass of wine but mostly anything. 💋🍷
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Oh, there are so many jokes to make…but I will just give my heartfelt thanks. I will definitely take you up on your kind offer when the time comes. 🙂
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What?! I love jokes; especially if they’re at my expense. Hurt me with your brutal humor, and I’ll laugh until my tears kiss your cruel lips. 😂 Yes, I will sculpt paper for you.
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You pen the restless spirit of loneliness so well here, Rose. It’s an old friend who hasn’t visited for a while now.
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Thanks, dear Kristi! Are you saying you’ve had visits from a restless spirit?
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Years ago, sweetie. I am fortunate to have been getting quality sleep for a while now xx
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The Sandman is kind to you. xo
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Lovely 😊
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deeply moving!
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Thanks for stopping by!
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You are welcome 🙂 I hope you like my work to 🙂
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[…] via Three Haiku Poems – Broodish — Poet Rummager […]
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I love your poem, it is beautiful. With your strong and fun imagery you manage to turn loneliness into something smaller; childish. Something we can concur.
miriam
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Ah, thank you so much, Miriam! Your words are appreciated. 🌹
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really love how this speaks to a lot of writers wide awake while the rest of the world sleeps, oblivious to those lonely souls shivering in the dark
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Many thanks for your beautiful words!
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Great poem! So sad and touching
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Thanks Kristi! I’m happy my poem touched you.
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you!
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Interesting how loneliness is addressed as a she… nice subtle touch 🙂
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