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Sunday, August 11, 2013

Sunday Haiku: 'High' and Imp'


They fought at high noon
Two gunslingers out to prove
They didn't love life

Over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly high in the sky
Why oh why can't I?

I plummet the depths
Meditation guides me through
High point of the day


Impious small elf
No regard for anyone
Larger than himself

With an impish grin
He stole her shoe and hid it
Three year old prankster

A Cornish piskie
Moves precious objects at night
The imp of lost keys

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