An old movie house that closed many years ago……..
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
I sit quietly
sounds and laughter are no more
I miss the children
I remember you
in everything beautiful
soft breezes mostly
we were children then
although I knew I loved you
our first kiss inside
Mike's Look at Life 
Thanks for my young movie memories.
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Mine as well 🙂
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Beautiful buildings. Evocative and wistful haikus. Love your work Mike.
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Wistful…..I love that word. Thanks Cat.
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You are most welcome. 🙂
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the haikus with the photo — lovely
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I like the name Eva. Thanks!
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charming words and photo.. : )
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Thank you dianne.
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This’s a classic!, don’t forget the pop-corn with extra butter! 🙂 Good find Mike!
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Pop-corn with REAL butter. Yum. Thanks H.J.
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These are wonderful. And why are haiku mostly written in threes?
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Thank you and I do not know why haiku is defined as 3 sentences with 5,7,5 syllables. You will have to ask the great Japanese haiku master horiato matsumorito, who lives alone on the side of a very steep mountain and is rumored to be 130 years old. Do a google map to find him.
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I meant why do poets usually post three haikus at a time, but I’ll go on google earth and see what I can find 😉
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Aww, that was very sweet.
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Thank you Marielba. I used to be ‘too hip’. Now I am ‘too sweet’, to be sure.
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hahahaha, it’s hard to please everybody!
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Oh the Haikus are so beautiful
the first kiss, finding love and the loneliness..stunninig potrayal of those phases of life
loved the photo 🙂
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So sweet for you to comment in that way. Means a lot to me that you like these. Thank you.
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Oh! the memories!
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I hear that.
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Both photo and haiku are perfect and beautiful together, very nice work Mike.
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Thanks Christina. Really appreciate that.
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How romantic. Lovely picture, and your poetry gives it a whole new dimension.
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Hi Lorna. Thank you very much.
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Great poem Mike 🙂
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Thanks Bashar.
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Many of the old and abandoned buildings you photograph are still as charming as they probably were years ago, maybe more so. You really do these old beauties justice. As does your poem!
e.
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Thanks e. That IS still a beautiful building for sure. Like a Hollywood set, except for real.
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Beautiful! I love how you can take a picture and show us the character of a place. You have a great eye!
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Very nice of you to say so. Thank you.
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Love it…the words, the photo – the entire picture it all brings to my memories…
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Nice! Thank you.
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So beautiful and evocative Mike! Relate to all of them!
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Speaking of beautiful, its good to see you. Thank you.
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🙂
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Somebody is keeping the paint up n’ such. It seems lonely.
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It’s on main street so someone who owns the property must be keeping it up. Good observation John.
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I think buildings, like people, soak up the events of their lives and surrounds. Your captured this so well with your excellent photo & haikus.
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Thank you. In capturing it, I am somehow capturing me.
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Kudos, my ‘sweet’ friend…beautifully done (both!)!
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Much appreciated my talented friend.
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Another wonderful series of haiku, Mike! That second one is delightful.
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Thanks. That second one just fell out of my head, randomly, about a week ago, so I incorporated it into the post.
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That does happen sometimes. Glad you had a pencil handy!!
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sigh……………….
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😉
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Beautiful photo and poem, brings back great memories. I bet quite a few of our generation got that first kiss in a movie theater like this one. I know I did. I smoked my first cigarette in the bathroom too. 😉
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Lori! You bad, bad girl!
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Thanks for stopping by! and liking my photo… you have nice and interesting pictures!
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Thanks.
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Great photos here! Wonderful eye. I note we were born in the same year. I, also, was 8 in 1957!
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Well that’s cool! We have lived through some very interesting times for sure. Did we ever play together?
Thank you for your really gracious comment.
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Mike, you’re a damn romantic! How did I miss that previously? Guess I was too busy admiring your photos. Not this time. Love your words, too! I was nine in 1957. My theater? The El Portal on Lankershim Blvd. in North Hollywood, California.
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Yes I am a damn romantic without shame. I loved going to a movie and making out with my girl. I was a very bad boy. And thanks for this great comment!
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I love love love this photo!!!
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Nice. Thanks.
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I admire poets who can really capture the essence of a feeling. I have tried, but real poetry requires disclosure and I’m not very good at that. I love your haikus and how sensitive they are. And, of course, the photo is perfect.
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Thank you Dezra. That is really a nice thing to say.
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Great shot. The simple ones seem to be the best.
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Thanks hutch.
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Both the Haiku and the old theatre bring back memories. Was there a balcony in that old theatre?
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I do not know, as it was in a small town south of here.
Thanks.
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Just beautiful, Mike.
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Jeepers sandy, thanks!
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Jeepers?
Beaver, is that you??
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Actually the beaver and I are the same age, lol. Hey I am so damn hip I have to toss in an expression circa 1959 every now again, just to act my age. And golly Sylver, you didn’t have to be so mean, ya know.
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I love your haikus. This one seeps romance…I wanna hear the story behind it…
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Well, I was 15 once, and had a girlfriend and we would go to the movies. She was gorgeous, and funny and of Syrian ancestry, making her short, dark, and very beautiful. I loved her deeply. That at least is my story, and I’m sticking to it.
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Lmao! A short, sweet story of a young guy w/ a short agenda! 🙂
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Easy on the short stuff kiddo!
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Love your work, Mike, haiku and photos…superb! 🙂
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🙂 Thank you.
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