Haiku of 3/6

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I sit on the bench
Falling into a deep sleep
While thinking of you.
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EDIT: I accept the Perfect Poet Award. (:

Acceptance Haiku:
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Staring into blue
Dark ominous choppy seas
I laugh and jump in
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Poem of 1/6

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Heaven has placed near, a red stain,
Someone to cause me hurt and pain.
After a while, he starts to wane,
Not saying anything profane.
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Learning to love thy enemy,
Live against the majority.
There is always a remedy,
For the cold, sick, bad and deadly.
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Poem of 30/5

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For my own cause, revenge is sweet.
I want to kill and eat their meat.
To see their face, hear their defeat,
To see them cower, feels quite neat.
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But oh, my morals limit me,
My conscience, a string holding me,
What can I do to make you see,
Truly want to make you happy.
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Poem of 28/5

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Raindrops are falling on my head,
Like explosive bombs, ready-made.
Even as they hit, I still stayed,
Looking at the trees as they swayed.
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Raindrops are falling on my hand,
Like works of nature, just as planned.
I shiver, but I still pretend,
To be collected as I stand.
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Raindrops are falling on my foot,
Like the angels were told to shoot.
“Where are you?”, the answer is moot,
I am here, I am staying put.
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Short Story Slam 2

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An old man with a hat,

With a horse that was fat,

Rode into town one day,

Looking somewhere to stay.

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He looked forward and back,

There it was, an attack!

The man ducked, oh so late,

Will the sword end his fate?

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Skies opened with thunder,

The sword, torn asunder.

The man breathed a large sigh,

He thought it was goodbye.

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His enemy was gone,

His shadow was forlorn.

The man looked, walked away,

Finding a place to stay.

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Poem of 27/5

My heart is filled with emotion,
Rising as you state your notion:
“Dread comes with premonition,
I fear this is my last motion.”

My eyes open up, disbelief,
My eyes water up, in grief.
I close my eyes and see a leaf,
Dropping to the floor, then a “whiff”!

I open my mouth, calmly say,
“I refuse, it is not your last day!
If I were propose, if I may,
Hold on to me now, pray and stay.”

“Love flows like a waterfall,
Free for anyone, free for all.”
You open your eyes and stand tall,
Wings appear as you heed His call.