The white snow falling,
a dog chewing on her bone.
Man watching it all.
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Bare trees, stretching limbs
reaching…swaying…entangling
Empty…together.
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The squirrel scampers across
the grass, looking for
the same thing we want.
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Over the empty woods,
the sun makes itself known.
I cover my eyes.
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Feet sloshing through the mud,
stepping on dandelions
to reach the fence.
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Drunkenly walking down the street
passing skunk’s carcass.
I keep stumbling.
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The sun disappears
And the moon comes out.
I go under my covers.
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Draining this Haiku
like summer’s watermelons,
wouldn’t taste as good.
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Sentence Haikus
The dog licks my arm, whines and barks into my ear. I keep on typing.
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Land filling with blood, men push their papers, then the bombs begin to drop.
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Wallet pick-pocketed, there goes a happy thief with scratch-offs and lent.
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Looking to change the channel, where is the remote, it is on my chest.


Great job, I have always admired those who could capture a story in such few words. ajm
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Thank you for the kind words, ajm!
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