here is a poem i wrote in what i call haiku style as each stanza is a haiku... it was written about an old school that was fallen down and being swallowed by the forest in which it sat...
Murdering Hand
Forests hold tight to
their secrets, held captive by
the serpentine vines
obscured foundations
filter through the undergrowth
flecks of mortared bone
the murdering hand
scattered brick red skeletons
unceremoniously
leaf litter houses
reflective pieces of a
thousand broken souls
forests hold tight to
their secrets, held captive by
the serpentine vines
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mudering hand
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Overdueleaf
, Dec 22 2012 04:50 AM
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Posted 22 December 2012 - 04:50 AM
Your memory IS foggy. It's the pancakes
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it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security
Posted 22 December 2012 - 05:26 AM
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Leave Britney alone!
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Posted 22 December 2012 - 07:25 AM
Love when nature reclaims itself. The grass growing through cracks in the pavement tell me she will always regain her balance.
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