Bunny

-Bunny Hole- by:SKAT

hidden muddy home
dirty paws, good boy' good boy!
yummy with carrots :)

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  -Unwanted Fluffiness- by:PD

Big Brown Burlap Bag
drop Bunnies down By the Bay
Better off -Blue grave



~SKAT & PD~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Warmoth Avatar
June 22, 2016 at 3:07 PM
nice write Shat!!!
Raven Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 7:13 PM
Hi Skat, i don't want to be no bunny no more. Now Linda, how could you throw me in the river when you see such a cute face, I looked in the mirror throw me in. 2 Haiku for the price of one, this is my day. I Love both, a seven and a fave, even though i am a bunny Lover....Vlad.
Sankey- Lewis Avatar
February 2, 2016 at 6:49 AM
All together lovely. I watch from kitchen window, family of bunnies and place small carrots and water for close up shootings.
Campbell Avatar
December 30, 2015 at 6:42 PM
I like the way you brought two different pov here, SKAT and Linda. We have a bunny family living on a farm. They eat the veggies in the garden. They have little bellies. So I don't mind. XOXO
Aaron Avatar
December 22, 2015 at 12:50 AM
Very sad....very beautiful.
Marcum Wong Avatar
December 16, 2015 at 11:53 AM
This is so sad...soul sadness. Mele Kalikimaka SKAT! Aloha, Connie
Scars Avatar
November 10, 2015 at 3:00 PM
I have a domesticated fluffy white bunny names Lucky and he sure gets dirty feet! And loves carrots :)
Lamoureux Avatar
October 31, 2015 at 9:12 AM
My my, quite the contrast!
Inman Avatar
October 22, 2015 at 10:50 AM
Great Haiku, SKAT. Interesting duality on the first one. The smiley face would initially lead one to believe it to be a sweet cute bunny in his home, but of course the last line leads you to believe your having him for dinner and the smiley face turns into a nice sick little twist. I like it! Of course it could a metaphor for something that has nothing to do with bunnies.
Leach Avatar
September 10, 2015 at 5:09 PM
I love bunnies, it is sad they are both about death and I definitely don't want to eat them.
Nau Avatar
August 22, 2015 at 11:22 PM
Both Bunny Haiku's are very good! I'm just too sad about the Bun Bun's in the drink! I'm pleased about the ones in the muddy den!
La France Avatar
July 21, 2015 at 3:17 PM
Both writes are great and thanks for visiting my poem, Senryu 13
Nunez Avatar
June 26, 2015 at 2:56 AM
Oh, polar perspectives! Btw, SKAT, just want to say you're just the sweetest! I just love the selfless way you make use of things at your disposal to show you care for people. What you did for Aiyah is really nice! Luv yah, SKAT!
Dietrich Avatar
June 23, 2015 at 12:29 AM
Hopping by the bunny poems again. To say HELLO!!
Dom Avatar
June 13, 2015 at 11:43 PM
You two and rabbit stew. Delicious!
Buhain-Baello Avatar
May 25, 2015 at 7:00 PM
Fascinating haiku, interesting picture of bunny (he's a boy?) Nice and delightful.
Marie Avatar
April 27, 2015 at 3:13 PM
Cute poem!
Debole Avatar
March 17, 2015 at 6:04 PM
Two very different points of view! Like the poetry, though...
Muntemba Avatar
March 9, 2015 at 5:14 PM
Miller Avatar
November 17, 2014 at 11:23 AM
lol this poem is so cute and it brought a smile to my face -Jordan
Orozco Avatar
August 28, 2014 at 11:11 PM
Nicely done! =)
Nagpal Avatar
August 6, 2014 at 8:09 AM
Nice imagery!
Dietrich Avatar
May 21, 2014 at 5:09 PM
Hi, Skat and PD!!
Dietrich Avatar
April 12, 2014 at 7:52 PM
these are kind of sad actually. what inspired you two to do bunny poems? I sure enjoyed seeing this. I can't recall if I already saw it or not! Maybe I did. anyway, just wanted to say hi to you tonight.
Horne Avatar
April 12, 2014 at 3:47 PM
lol, love your sense of fun xx
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