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Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Poet I do not know?

Called Home

Called Home

The freshness of dawn
Treachery brought along. 
When her life saw death.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 14, 2010

Poetic form:  Haiku

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010

deathi do not know?

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart

February 16, 2010 at 7:35 PM

A great crossover poem to ease the fear of death.. luv this one .. thankxxx for sharing your precious words and thoughts.. luv.. Linda-Marie..

February 16, 2010 at 8:00 AM

GOD WAY OF SAYING , SHE STILL UNDECIDE. OF THE IMAGE OF DEATH BEFORE HER VERY EYES....GREAT HAIKU...IRMA

February 16, 2010 at 6:56 AM

I wouldn't want to cheat death... I want to die so I can come back reincarnated as a vampire bat....HeHe....:JP]

Daniel Cheeseman

February 16, 2010 at 3:49 AM

It's amazing how death cheats in so many ways, nice write Daniel

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