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Morning Dove: A Haiku
Here is morningtime!
Tho’ dark and windless, it seems
I find renewed peace!
Tucker
Be careful, Wildman
I’ll be forced to speak
A hello from my lips
You’ll be forced to hear
A smite upon your charm
Reminding these merged minds
That you strolled away
Your big words failed a love
Your wielded strength a boon
For broken hearts and homes
Original Thought Credit: “…they should’ve behaved better.” -Anne Lamott
Fragrant: A Haiku
I’m living here now
A cove I did not create
I’m thriving despite
Against Hope
Cinderblock
‘neath antique doors
All painted pretty
Chipping away
Year after year
Facing Nor’easters
Hoping against hope
An honest wind
A gentle brush
Come calling home
My Cat’s Eye: A Haiku
There’s something so right
in how my pieces remain
intact, claws and all.
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All that I need do
now then, is take my own hand
to feel contentment.
Instead Beside: A Haiku
There’s not any room
For the whole of you I love
To merge with my whole
Artifact

Mission accepted
Withdraw me never