This is my next-to-last batch of William haiku. Scout's honor! (Okay, I was never actually a Girl Scout, but "Brownie dropout's honor" just doesn't have the same ring to it.) In this installment, William first looks upon the face of his salvation. BtVS, S5. G. (Previous parts
here.)
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five spaiku: fascination )
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I so totally love that scene in FFL! My daughter hates it when I quote those Dru lines but I love William and Dru's interplay; his naievty and desire for something, anything else, other than his heartbreak and her visions. **sigh**
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Me too. I mean, you can't hardly blame him for taking her up on the offer; it's probably the first time in his life that someone's bothered to really even look at him.
Thanks for reading and "Yay"ing. :D
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Childlike beauty’s gaze
bores through drab woolen armor,
bares the poet’s heart.
Beautiful. Exactly that.
Pale eyes mesmerize,
comprehend his entirety . . .
beckon him homeward.
Got the underlying emotion perfect here. *applauds*
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Thank you so much. The fact that you like them and that they gave me a much-needed something soothing to do while hiding in the garret on vacation makes this a win-win for me. :D
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So heart-breaking , like William himself.
Thank you for this, dear. It's so very lovely to end the day with your poetry.:)
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