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Day: February 7, 2016

Posted on February 7, 2016February 23, 2016 / Haiku

Flavour

A flavour of soul,

Aromas of distant land,

And cumin stains.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

And She Dances

Through the orient sun,

The smoke becomes the clouds,

All good deeds are undone,

And she dances through the crowds.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

The Voyeur

A gentleman of grandeur,

Treading on delicate feet,

Spied by a latent voyeur,

As they dance in the back street.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

Personal Tale

In this grit hotel,

For fantasy dreams,

The emotions swell,

Split at the seams.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

For David III

A solider,

Eight-thirty to five.

A moulder,

Of words to revive.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Poetry

Land

No drops of rain,

A dying dam,

Water, my bane.

A dying lamb,

A dying land,

But oh, so grand.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

Midnight

The moon winks an idle eye,

Hinting it is time for slumber.

The boldness, I laugh, I defy,

To the liquor cabinet I lumber.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

Carnival

A hexagon of fun,

He stands solitary,

Twisted, earning someone,

By offering cherries.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

The Archer

Perched on it’s black claws,

On an arrow to fledge,

A raven on the edge,

As the archer withdraws.

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Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry

The Empress

The fury of the tempest,

Determines the energy,

Of the sword of the empress,

Swung at her own effigy.

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