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Karhe's Neverwhere: Of secrets and frogs
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Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Wednesday, May 20, 2015. Of secrets and frogs. I can't talk about what I want to talk about. So I will talk about the frogs instead. I bought them at the art fair the other day. They are both made of wood, delicate and light. They make real frog sounds. Of secret...
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Karhe's Neverwhere: Wake up
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Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Wednesday, June 03, 2015. Dream about the rain. About the exact shade of. The grey-blue of his eyes. Dream about the rain. Find the pattern, the turning point. Rusty gears turning in the rain. On grass new and old, the rain. Dream about the rain. Then, the sun.
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Karhe's Neverwhere: rambling online
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Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Tuesday, September 18, 2012. Public lives, private lives. These days everyone seems to have two. You have an image you put out there. Share it on facebook, on twitter, foursquare. I've been here and there, everywhere. With people, on my own, on the move.
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Karhe's Neverwhere: This is not a poem
http://karhesneverwhere.blogspot.com/2012/08/this-is-not-poem.html
Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Monday, August 20, 2012. This is not a poem. You need surgery, immediately". You'd think the world would go up in flames. You'd be a crying mess, scared. No, all you think about is. I'm probably not going to be able to meet my friend tonight". And the only one yo...
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Karhe's Neverwhere: May 2015
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Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Wednesday, May 20, 2015. Of secrets and frogs. I can't talk about what I want to talk about. So I will talk about the frogs instead. I bought them at the art fair the other day. They are both made of wood, delicate and light. They make real frog sounds. Of secret...
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Karhe's Neverwhere: April 2015
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Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Wednesday, April 22, 2015. Too high to fall, too low to fly. Turned up to eleven. That's how I feel these days. Unbound energy, happiness bursting out of my seams. And down it goes, I'm a jumpy ball of stress and anxiety. Turned up to eleven. Turned up to eleven.
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Karhe's Neverwhere: September 2012
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Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Tuesday, September 18, 2012. Public lives, private lives. These days everyone seems to have two. You have an image you put out there. Share it on facebook, on twitter, foursquare. I've been here and there, everywhere. With people, on my own, on the move.
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Karhe's Neverwhere: A dream that I had last night
http://karhesneverwhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-that-i-had-last-night.html
Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Saturday, June 13, 2009. A dream that I had last night. I was writing a poem in my dream. It was about someone. Who no longer has any importance for me. But in my dream he mattered. I was thinking how we walked to the sea,. Considering holding hands for a moment.
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Karhe's Neverwhere: On words
http://karhesneverwhere.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-words.html
Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Monday, January 30, 2012. Words don't come easy to me. But numbers and formulas, all so familiar. Codes and symbols, each full of meaning, not a single byte too much. A precise haven in a world where we worship the superfluous. Then again, words come easy to me.
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Karhe's Neverwhere: Hell is other people
http://karhesneverwhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/hell-is-other-people.html
Mostly poetry, mostly of my own. Welcome to my blog, thanks for passing by. If you are so nice to read my poetry, please take a moment to leave me a comment, too. Good or bad. I'd like to know what people think about my writing. Thank you again. Tuesday, December 15, 2009. Hell is other people. I can't find the right song to echo the one in my head. I can't say the right words to make you understand. Maybe all I want is for people to go away. There's nobody here like me, I just don't belong with them.
