Again
Haiku After Haiku
For this newer year
I have more things that I need
though only one waves
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again from before
when we were together, both
in love with you; I
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mean what I have said
even if it reads a bit
ironic in truth
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although lies can be
sarcastic too, like a bird
in flight with nowhere
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to land except on
a tree on fire from the gods
who still live on Earth
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like they always have
warring with themselves till
their end rings closer
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pushing those awake
or awakened to push back
wishing once again:
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I wish that I could
taste your pussy again; my
favourite flavour*.
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* or champagne
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Final Call
She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like she’s never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
By Caroline Craven3 days ago in Fiction
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From the Gods that still live on earth. I really liked that. Awesome set of Haikus!