Category Archives: Words

Silence

Things are as they are and do not need poetic embroidery. – Niebla (Haven’t been writing much poetry in some time, and this may supply some explanation. Quite apart from the fact that I’m opposed to poetic embroidery in principle.)

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My precarious existence

I’m relying entirely on the fact that my computer remembers all my various passwords. – Niebla (© 2016)

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The tip of the anthill

(thinking of Srebrenica and two late 20th century monsters – Karadžić and Mladić) The worst are always at the tip but the tip is nothing without the masses below the faithful and fanatic executioners reaching down into the ugly subterranean subconscious … Continue reading

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You exist

You exist Your place is where eyes look at you. Where eyes meet you come into being. Held by a call, always the same voice, everyone appears to be calling in one voice. You could fall, but you won’t. Eyes … Continue reading

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The my little daughter said haiku

“Put it in five gears,” she used to say to make me go faster and pass. – Niebla (© 2014)

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Sometimes …

… a dislike button would come in very handy. – Niebla NoteAs we all know, the only form of appreciation provided in social media is praise, be it as a thumbs up button or a heart icon. I sometimes wonder … Continue reading

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The blood haiku

Wars run in blood down palace walls, in blood do wars run down palace walls. – Niebla (© 2013) Written for blood at Haiku Heights. A rather somber one inspired by William Blake’s poem London and by the thought that … Continue reading

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