Pat Gunn (dachte) wrote,
Pat Gunn
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Soup of Voices

At Philosophy gathering last thursday, a few of us were playing withwriting haikus and other poems... I present my three creations..

A cinquain:

A slipFeet fly, limbs flailThe earth, foul dust in meBlood spilt, sweet pain, I smile and liftScars bloom

Childish dark haiku 1:

This Spring I ate beansFresh Breeze, New Flowers, hark, ackWorld spins, air leaves, flee!

Haiku 2:

Worms crawl through the fleshBeckon Winter, my cold bonesLife in me abides

Not bad for things that I didn't need to pause much while writing to think themout.

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