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I never really know. Although, from time to time, I suspect.
Sometimes
...it is what we see...
...it is what we see...
...it is how we see... ...it is
all we see and how!
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Want to own the sense.
Eyes contain, no other grant-
Not for me to say?
Tuning the eye channels?
ReplyDeleteThe first and last bits are things I consider, the middling much less so. While I know none who don't know rage, there are those who live in it and those who merely dabble. I'm more a dabbler. First without license, now with great caution and reserve. As with hate, it does me no good. Should I need to do hard things, I will simply do them, with forgiveness where possible and without it as needed if correct about my actions. Still, I remember the times when such was without restrictions... even if it was rarer than not.
ReplyDeleteYet there is something to the eyes, both as the seer and seen, that is special. And what the eyes can tell others. They are... more than they seem, I suspect.
*blink blink*
Oh, but there is a minor warning in there. There are those who do hold keys, make sure of the one you choose to allow in.
ReplyDeleteThe keyholes to my eyes are completely warped.
ReplyDeleteI did forget to mention that I noticed your 'ku at be bottom!
Nice! It's kind of mysterious and deep.
Anywho .. I needs to finish dinner.
Salmon, baked potato and a salad.
Oh, there are two haikus there. The first is
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...it is what we see...
...it is how we see...
...it is all we see and how!
With "Sometimes" serving as both the title and the first word in each sentence.
My ability to count must be really off, or... something. Sometimes, looking back, I dunno... I tried. Why didn't anyone jump me. I wouldn't have been upset. And when they did, I never complained, just set about to fixing it. Hmmm... probably why you didn't see it as haiku.
The lady who sometimes cooks for me has changed my mind on salmon. I used to really not like it. Whether the cook, partly I suspect, or a maturing of taste buds... a bit of it too... I finally like that fish, if it's done right. Sounds good.
Oh, but when you count "Sometimes"? My brain isn't working... too much snow on it currently. What was it, 7, 9, 7? I can't remember.
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Ah, okay. Looks like I went five, five, seven... if I am counting right. While an aberration, assuming my counting is correct, one I don't mind. I like tinkering with the rules and numbers, as you might recall... Some 'ku along the lines of "She says we can't...", where I teased you, if fruitlessly. You were onboard! Or... at least, not at all upset. Oh well and all's good.
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