Four Companions

#2 of poetry my four guides through life in haiku. **the loon** an unknown swimmer, bird of the deep summer lake, mournful haunting call. **the hawk** a patient hunter, spread wings soaring high above, deadly piercing call.

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Valentines day gift

My first time trying this version of my haiku poetry. let's see what all you critics think. :p learning what it means, only to have all the doors closed, vainly i waited. everyday i fought, over and over again, finally at end.

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On The Grackle Perched

#4 of lyric poetry here's a more experimental piece that expands out from the initial haiku.

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Just A Thought

#6 of hound's poetry corner so here is the promised, wholly unrelated, poem i mentioned in my haiku's description. it might have a point, maybe not. my ultimate point was to force out a poem by repeating the title, and core line, over and over again.

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When I saw you past the breeze.

So i decided that today was me time, here i'm attempting my paw at a bit of a haiku. though this is honestly my first time trying such things, i just felt compelled to try it. done while listing to my december by linkin park poetry @ [!

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power of ideas (poem)

Sorry if it sucks, i dont write poetry very often. blank verse and haiku's are all i got :p confusion words words words, so small, they are an idea words cant cut skin or crack bones words cant stop bleeding or

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An Ode to Snakes! (A slightly Surreal Poem)

That was a stretch i know, it's true but really, this is better than a haiku so i leave you now scratching your heads wondering how to make sense of this silly tale of slithery fun that isn't my concern my job is done snakes are better

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Snowbound Serpent (Illustrated by WhiteMantis)

~~~~ bonus content: here's a(n alliterative) haiku i composed upon first seeing the art included with this tale fighting the freezing serpentine spine slithers slow reptile's reached rescue? ~~~~

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Slender Haiku

Deep in the forest, Shrouded by the dark abyss, Lays a lonely house. Inside is a fox, Fur as bright blue as the sky, Paws as dark as night. A common nightfall, Relaxing in his comfort, All is usual. The light has left him, The dark...

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Not So Retired Any More XXVIII

I see you know master basho's haiku. the american translations, at least. i'm curious at your response, what do you mean by it?" the ferret girl seemed flustered, an odd combination of shy and confident.

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EoN Haiku - Azuka

Her gaze is patient and the colour of violet flowers. Her body and mind not touched by the frost of old age. The Doctor melds with the Nightshade.

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