Haiku
Haiku, the terse prose writers perfect form of poetry....17 syllables in 5, 7, 5 formation.
Here are some of mine
1.
6.
Words are fragile things
Twisted by other voices
Their meanings obscured.
7.
Pink Cherry Blossom
Twigs bent by fragile beauty
Fall as gentle rain
Here are some of mine
1.
Red Wine glows inside
Warm satisfaction descends
As laughter rises.
In pastel blue skies
A thin cloud crosses the moon
Diana's arrow.
Powerless: No Strength
Powerless: No Voice, No Hope
Powerless: No Spark.
Soft marshmallows melt
Sweet sensations on my tongue
Pink ones, white ones, yum.
Cold sparkling pavement
Clear cloudless sky above
Stars twinkling. Moonlight.
6.
Words are fragile things
Twisted by other voices
Their meanings obscured.
7.
Pink Cherry Blossom
Twigs bent by fragile beauty
Fall as gentle rain
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