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{un}holy haiku - 3rd Edition


mskate

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their shells won't be crushed

nor will they be trapped by men

they pray to sea god

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they pray to sea god 

thankful for the gifts received

after sudden storm 

 

 

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fast food for robins

long winter made them aware 

fleeting springtime days  

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fleeting springtime days

flip by, peaceful mind knowing

now is where it's at

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now is where it's at 

specters pale in flooding light 

river meets the sea 

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no fear of its end 

this world serves its purpose far 

above rodent heads  

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starry, starry day  

blackbirds and jays argue, cat

offers expertise 

   

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backs it up with claws 

tiny furball, lion heart

not afraid of night 

 

 

(My family was adopted by a small, blind cat. She's got plethora of health issues so it's likely we won't have a lot of time to spend together. But while it lasts, it's going to last in style. Amazingly, she's got good appetite so one of her nicknames is piranha.) 

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nets of love and fate 

hold this world together with

some help of duct tape ;) 

 

seriously now

 

nets of love and fate 

carry any weight and make 

that deep, calming sound  

 

 

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that deep, calming sound

cat nestled in my warm lap

purring contentment

 

Edited by Wistman
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purring contentment

when first beacon pierces night 

with just and kind flame   

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cat engages nap 

relaxed by low voices cares 

not for thunder's clap 

 

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unmade, but sweet rain

lures long buried seeds from their

dark hiding places

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dark hiding places 

served their purpose, earned their place  

in consciousness' field 

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descend time to time 

on the stone that bears my name 

I'll be there, smiling 

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I'll be there smiling

through the veil, white butterflies

sense my fingertips

 

Edited by Wistman
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sense my fingertips 

grass untouched by scythe that sways 

showing me way home 

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