Hanging upside down
I finally see the world
how it really is
EL SEBBO
Archive for the 'bad haiku' Category
Hangman
Posted by sdoubinsky on 15 January 2008
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Hermosa corona
Posted by sdoubinsky on 11 January 2008
Hermosa corona
shining high above the clouds
just out of reach of my wanting fingers
Hermosa corona
beautiful face wrapped
in silk and gold
you could be a vision
but your materiality
drags me down
Hermosa corona
if only you could
be a poem
a word an image
and disappear
as soon as
you were pronounced
Hermosa corona
I wish I could could
hold you in my hands
but they are tied
behind my back
and praying won’t help
Hermosa corona
your indifference
is truth
your glitter
wisdom
and your power
death
Hermosa corona
I run in circles
after myself
please let me
have you
please
please
EL SEBBO CORONADO
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Dusk
Posted by sdoubinsky on 7 January 2008
It is the time
when windows
are becoming walls
and children voices
are elongating
in the gardens
It is the time
when somethíng rattles
inside your chest
and you wonder
if death will come
and teach you
how to dance
It is the time
when you evaluate
all the things
you have said
and you realize
they can be summarized
in a single word
It is the time
when the sky darkens
and becomes this impossible blue
you have tried for so long
to imitate in your soul
to no avail
It is the time
when finally
failures
turn to gold
EL SEBBO
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Frost
Posted by sdoubinsky on 3 January 2008
The words
disappear like smoke
but the lungs
are intact
EL SEBBO
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Routine
Posted by sdoubinsky on 1 January 2008
Q: Why can we always feel when something bad is going to happen but never something good?
A: Because there are more bad things than good things happening to us.
Q: Why are there more bad things than good things happening to us?
A: Because we are cursed.
Q: Why are we cursed?
A: Because we are free.
Q: Is freedom a good thing or a bad thing?
A: It is a very good thing. That’s why we can’t feel anything.
EL SEBBO.
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Temperance
Posted by sdoubinsky on 28 December 2007
Drink
as much as you can
Speak
as much as you can
and in the outer limits
of your words
will you finally
be yourself
EL SEBBO
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Strength
Posted by sdoubinsky on 20 December 2007
Like love
strength
is a potentiality
the coiled steel spring
the flexed muscle
the fluttering of an eyelash
a laughter
gas in the tank
like love
strength
is
somewhere
between
you
and yourself
a shadow
as faithful
as shadows
can be
EL SEBBO
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Fckg stnd (or reality can be read between the lines)
Posted by sdoubinsky on 18 December 2007
y kn wht I mn
L SBB
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The Hermit
Posted by sdoubinsky on 14 December 2007
Those
who fear loneliness
have never been
alone
EL SEBBO
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Virtue
Posted by sdoubinsky on 12 December 2007
’s like quicksilver rolling in the palm of your hand
a strong card with many colors
a woman who can stare you down
a poem you thought long forgotten
’s like a spot of darkness in the middle of light
a sword in a merciful hand
a shameless kiss on the mouth
something you miss but you don’t know why
something you miss but you don’t know why
EL SEBBO
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Rad poem
Posted by sdoubinsky on 10 December 2007
Words
are
yours
to
keep
EL SEBBO
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100 mg
Posted by sdoubinsky on 6 December 2007
reality is still the hardest drug
EL SEBBO
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Whatever happened to the heroes?
Posted by sdoubinsky on 4 December 2007
Yeah!
What happened?
EL SEBBO STRANGLERO
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Another fuck poem
Posted by sdoubinsky on 30 November 2007
Fuck work
fuck school
fuck power
fuck god
fuck you
fuck me
fuck it
let’s dance
EL SEBBO
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No explanation
Posted by sdoubinsky on 28 November 2007
The things you do
need no explanation
because words
stop where the action
begins
EL SEBBO
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Lost
Posted by sdoubinsky on 22 November 2007
Too much to drink last night
Trying to collect thoughts
and finally letting them
collect themselves
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Where you’re at
Posted by sdoubinsky on 20 November 2007
The stars indicate no direction
and the roadsigns are all
rusty and torn
and I don’t even know
if I’m anywhere on the map
crumpled in the back pocket
of your jeans
EL SEBBO
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Read the notice carefully
Posted by sdoubinsky on 16 November 2007
Poetry is a mind-altering drug
Do not hesitate to overdose
EL SEBBO
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Get a job
Posted by sdoubinsky on 14 November 2007
But I have a job
I am a poet
It’s a very important job
EL SEBBO
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Elevation
Posted by sdoubinsky on 12 November 2007
A cold morning
I am on the first floor
looking outside
The golden light of the sun
warms absolutely nothing
Beauty at its best
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Your birthday (To Sofie)
Posted by sdoubinsky on 8 November 2007
Days go by like birthday candles
but the cake never goes stale
a cheap metaphor for happiness
I guess but words and images
do betray us sometimes
and maybe, maybe
that’s why we love them
EL SEBBO
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A poem for Mark E. Smith
Posted by sdoubinsky on 6 November 2007
Hell
is being stuck
in a bar
with a bad singer
singing good poetry
EL SEBBO
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For those who don’t need words (the meaning of life)
Posted by sdoubinsky on 2 November 2007
RnR
El Sebbo
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The title is longer than the poet itself
Posted by sdoubinsky on 29 October 2007
I measured myself today
EL SEBBO
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Yellow Woman
Posted by sdoubinsky on 25 October 2007
The writer speaks
The yellow woman asks questions
nobody understands
The writer answers politely
The yellow woman smiles
Outside words are pressing
their faces to the window
wondering
EL SEBBO
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Tombstone
Posted by sdoubinsky on 23 October 2007
To DJ Eldon
This is the place where
old cowboys meet
with torn leather boots
and a toothless mouth
full of tobacco
Backs hurt
Whiskey burns
Memories flare up
A sign flaps in the wind
but you can’t read it
as it stands on the opposite
side of yer heart
EL SEBBO
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A beautiful view (or why poems can’t be explained)
Posted by sdoubinsky on 19 October 2007
I live in that
house that you can’t see
and you live in that
house that you can’t see
EL SEBBO
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No ego
Posted by sdoubinsky on 10 October 2007
When I speak
my words
stop belonging
to me
When I speak
I disappear
in musical
air
El Sebbo
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The amazing power of poetry
Posted by sdoubinsky on 2 October 2007
Sebastien Doubinsky
is a woman
EL SEBBO
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Air Force None
Posted by sdoubinsky on 24 September 2007
757 isn’t a plane
it is a haiku
you uncultured morons
EL BASHO
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