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Haiku and Free Verse


Vagabond

As each of us

seeks a remedy,

to soothe the chaos

of our souls.


Why must we

meander

along the paths

littered with thorns


Airhead

Being told my head

is always among the clouds,

feels like I’m flying.


Forlorn

Nothing lasts forever,

to expose oneself fully

Is foolish at best


Rainfall

Rain falls down gently.

Its water glides down her cheeks,

as if they were tears


Mirage

We often think

of ourselves

as the heroes

of our own stories.


An idea that places

a sinister force,

a villain,

as the source

of our life’s conflict.


In truth,

the only enemies

anyone can claim,

are merely mirages

constructed out of fear.


Silent

For a creature,

who’s words

dictate his perception.

I fail to say

enough of them.

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