I love you
on the tip of my tongue
spring drizzle
fleeting summer dream
between the spoken
and unspoken
my first taste
of make-up sex
crimson leaves
thundersnow
rumbling in the distance
her parting words
NeverEnding Story, September 19, 2014
Poetic Musings: Bloodied Man Haiku by Chen-ou Liu
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words,* CL: "first casualty of war"
the
bloodied
man
nailed to a wooden cross...