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I never went to college — I don’t believe in college for writers. The thing is very dangerous. I believe too many professors are too opinionated & too snobbish & too intellectual, & the intellect is a great danger to creativity … because you begin to rationalize & make up reasons for things, instead of staying with your own basic truth — who you are, what you are, what you want to be. I’ve had a sign over my typewriter for over 25 years now, which reads “Don’t think!” You must never think at the typewriter — you must feel. Your intellect is always buried in that feeling anyway.
– Ray Bradbury

A man, yet by these tears a little boy again,
Throwing myself on the sand, confronting the waves…
– Walt Whitman

I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.
– Mary Oliver

Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem…
– Walt Whitman

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs…
– Wilfred Owen

And all men kill the thing they love,
By all let this be heard …
– Oscar Wilde

A book must be an axe which smashes the frozen sea within us.
– Franz Kafka

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
– Emily Dickinson

There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
– Fleur Adcock

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“We are meaning making machines”
– Paul O’Mahony

“I never went to college — I don’t believe in college for writers. The thing is very dangerous. I believe too many professors are too opinionated & too snobbish & too intellectual, & the intellect is a great danger to creativity … because you begin to rationalize & make up reasons for things, instead of staying with your own basic truth — who you are, what you are, what you want to be. I’ve had a sign over my typewriter for over 25 years now, which reads “Don’t think!” You must never think at the typewriter — you must feel. Your intellect is always buried in that feeling anyway.”
– Ray Bradbury

“A man, yet by these tears a little boy again,
Throwing myself on the sand, confronting the waves…”
– Walt Whitman

“I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.”
– Mary Oliver

“Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem…”
– Walt Whitman

“If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs…”
– Wilfred Owen

“And all men kill the thing they love,
By all let this be heard …”
– Oscar Wilde

“A book must be an axe which smashes the frozen sea within us.”
– Franz Kafka

“If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.”
– Emily Dickinson

“There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.”
– Fleur Adcock

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Category: exercise

Associate

saltwater croc waits


a bird picking its teeth clean –


associate love

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Posted on October 7, 2025October 7, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags Associate, crocodile, plover, Salt water, teethLeave a comment on Associate

Sonorous

a monk chants the psalm

sonorous from temple’s drum —

cherry blossoms fall

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Posted on September 29, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags drum, haiku, Monk, Psalm, TempleLeave a comment on Sonorous

Perhaps

perhaps an earthquake —

a butterfly tastes the wind

jellyfish abide

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Posted on September 23, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags butterfly, earthquake, haiku, jellyfish, windLeave a comment on Perhaps

Reinvigorate

Jumping spider down

yearns to reinvigorate

a rain drop reflects

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Posted on September 23, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags haiku, Jumping spider, Reflection, Reinvigorate, spiderLeave a comment on Reinvigorate

Stock

stock grazing grassland

cow pats baking, sun blazing

dung beetle rolls ball

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Posted on September 19, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags ball, beetle, cow Pat, dung, grassland, haiku, stock, sunLeave a comment on Stock

Synthesis

toxic milkweed leaf 

a caterpillar feeding —

synthesis unfolds

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Posted on September 18, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags Caterpillar, leaf, Milkweed, SynthesisLeave a comment on Synthesis

Style

style of the peacock

a child runs to feed beauty

a bunch of black grapes

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Posted on September 15, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags black, child, grapes, peacockLeave a comment on Style

Flinch

no flinch from rhino

oxpecker drops on its back

the guard has alighted.

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Posted on September 15, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags oxpecker, rhinoLeave a comment on Flinch

Rein

a wild horse hungry

prickly pear cactus beyond – 

the rein of winter

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Posted on September 15, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags cactus, haiku, horse, hungry, rein, wild, winterLeave a comment on Rein

Arbitrary

arbitrary bees

brushing pollen from crocus

delightful saffron

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Posted on September 3, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags arbitrary, bee, bees, pollen, saffronLeave a comment on Arbitrary

Elude

stick insects elude

the army of hungry frogs

camouflaging moon

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Posted on September 2, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags camouflage, elude, frog, hungry, stick-insectLeave a comment on Elude

Yearn

Clothes moths yearn for silk

eating from a favourite dress,

eggs about to hatch

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Posted on September 1, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags dress, moth, silk, yearnLeave a comment on Yearn

Abject

cool autumn evening
bald eagle seizes the smolt
abject, the osprey

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Posted on August 19, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags autumn, eagle, osprey, smoltLeave a comment on Abject

Pummel

two brown bears pummel
vying for powerful mate –
salmon slip upstream

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Posted on August 17, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags bear, mate, pummel, salmon, upstreamLeave a comment on Pummel

Grumpy

breakfast, grumpy mood

after a night without sleep

August sun rising

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Posted on August 14, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, poetryTags August, Breakfast, grumpy, night, sleep, sunLeave a comment on Grumpy

Spider

fangs of a spider

ready to strike with venom 

– an entangled fly

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    Posted on August 9, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags fang, fly, spider, strikeLeave a comment on Spider

    Charm

    Charm defeated me
    shut off tap of syllables –
    staring at the moon

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    Posted on August 8, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags charm, haiku, moon, syllableLeave a comment on Charm

    Mischievous

    mischievous raven
    tickles tail of dozing cat –
    summer sun smiles

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    Posted on August 1, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags cat, mischievous, raven, sunLeave a comment on Mischievous

    Hum

    moonlight hum, giraffes 

    resting together at ease – 

    lioness hungry

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    Posted on July 31, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags giraffe, hum, lioness, moonlightLeave a comment on Hum

    Elm

    elm bark beetle bores

    into trunk of mighty tree

    chewing vital sap 

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    Posted on July 31, 2025Author Paul O'MahonyCategories exercise, haiku, poetryTags bark, beetle, elm, sapLeave a comment on Elm

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