Haikus

Underestimate

Brought guitars to a prose war

My pen in your eye

 

***

 

Abracadabra

Suddenly your perspective

In my metaphor

 

***

 

Cooling on the sand

Sunset slips off her red dress

Golden coy whispers

 

***

 

Mockingbird morning

My coffee cup serenade

Spinner dolphins play

 

***

 

Keawe mutters

Warning unwary bare toes

‘We all have our thorns’

 

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Down the rabbit hole

Wonderland was illusion

No magic at all

 

***

 

Cutting you with prose

That knife you stuck in my back

Makes a good weapon

 

***

 

Green eyes haunting me

In unmentionable ways

Crowding my silence

 

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Awe inspiring

The clarity of rainbows

If you look just right

 

***

 

Magnificent feast

My compliments to the chef

A mouth full of Poe

 

 

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