Friday, March 6, 2015

Haikus


I see spots on dots
Dog sleeps in my robe all day
I need to get up

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A tyrant, a doctor
Will this one see it? This time?
Will they know at last?

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Scrubbing the old counter
Leading the ill and the blind
Wagging tails, furry hearts

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A blind eye blazes
Blue eyes entranced with the light
Smaller windows flame

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Slender silver weave
Glints of light and loving hands
Work and suffering

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Ice shards from the sky
Bitter pines and twisted branch
Fire cannot melt me

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