Haiku, Nettle Stings Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

such intimacy
wild serpentine spring paths
full of nettle stings

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limitless kisses
cherry blossoms on the wind
in free fall


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songbird music makes
all the pieces fit like rainbows
over a rain cloud

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rising dough balls
their anticipation grows
children baking

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the wind makes music
as it arrives and goes
the scent of jasmine

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quince
so beautiful
and protective
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quince blooms
to admire from a distance
platonic love
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quince draws blood
scarlet petals scattered
on the wind
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botanical
inspiration
how to shine

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Cypress-Tree an
explanation mark
joys sentry soldier
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Tulip

ruby of the heart
how precious your flower its
eternal presence

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volcano
in goblets gold and red
drunken stupor

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the moonlight garden
your eyes the perfume of the—
evening stars

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the moonlight garden
your eyes—the perfume of the
evening stars
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wine-cup tulips sing
of springs fire eternal
morning elixir
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questioning
truth about imitation
is finding oneself
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sanctuary—
a wellness garden with no
other plans
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kisses are like
tap water to a desert
finding one's lover
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Qashqai carpets
are individually made
geometric gardens
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divinity
all gardens require pruning
good begets evil
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intertwined
jasmine climbs to the stars
immersions of light

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heart-shaped foliage
the judas tree rejoices
someone loves me

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yellow river
a magnolia I planted
before departing
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I read my thoughts
in your eyes and see the whole
solar system
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a woman with
or without makeup?
AI equivalent
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miracles of nature
or AI—the chicken
and the egg
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Magnolia
memorable strength
and beauty in every
falling petal
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rat—takes pizza home
triangle through round hole—no
Uber deliveries

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magnolias
they are the Casanovas
of the stars
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night phlox carries
the dreams of a lover
in her scent
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nocturnal beauty
has the Evening Primrose
ah, how she glows
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how does one bud?
contain my constant gazing
ah, magnolia
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how does one bud?
contain my constant gazing
ah, it's the garden
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cups and saucers
heavenly magnolias sip
the divine morning
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we-ness
the same inner workings
sure, routines bond
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peace between
two battle lines—a quiet spot—
find your inner church—
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cosmic blue
some flowers just somehow lift
and catapult you
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Quiet till age 4 or 5

'mute as a swan'
at his mother's insistence
Lucian Blaga, spoke
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how quiet it all is
when the owl stops hooting
and the mice turn in
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quiet bluebells
mysteriously whisper
spring is here
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paragon of virtue
in all that you do or say
municipal work
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grass is growing
emerging in clumps at first
dormant resistance
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so decorative
the Zen gardens
all year round
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decorative and elusive
orchid-blossom mantis
he's appetising
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decorative inks
flowing lines, Celtic knots
intricate lacework

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lilac tunnels
somewhere in the distance
we'll meet again...
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turbulence
the shaking of a train carriage
the tea trolley dash
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decorative vs
non-decorative images
the school of arts
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decorative lights
no matter how artificial,
can look magical
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decorative plants,
alive and artificial,
take pay cheques home
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no turbulence here
quantum entanglement - get
my meaning?
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turbulent meadows
thrown back and forth like bedsheets
jovial laughter
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turbulent meadows
thrown back and forth like bedsheets
Pillow fighting
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dandelion seeds
awaiting the slightest bit
of air turbulence
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Drama
smoke filled kitchen
oven gloves thrown on the stove
fire resistance