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Road Kill

A day with the family to enjoy lunch in a town close by..Heavy gray clouds, wind, and threat of tornados leaving thoughts questioning whether to go or stay..A day to do the unusual wins..The gun enthusiasts go to a gun show while the ladies shop..On the way the gray clouds seem weighty... buzzards eat noon meal road kill thrown in open field.. bradford pear death wreath Sun emerges for a few seconds somber weigh lifts.. (Written Saturday March 3, 2012) (First try at Halibun.)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/20/2012 1:33:00 PM
those buzzards - natures clean up crew. I like this one =)
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Date: 3/5/2012 10:44:00 PM
Sara, oh..no is right... I like this haiku.. ha..made me chuckle...always..pd
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Date: 3/5/2012 7:55:00 PM
you listed the form as haiku. but it was nice reading. the gun show? did he whine?
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Date: 3/5/2012 2:44:00 PM
A strong write Sara and very much enjoyed , Hugs and best wishes , Declan xxx
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Date: 3/5/2012 2:33:00 PM
Powerful piece, my friend
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Date: 3/5/2012 12:40:00 PM
Sara a very interesting way you did this, much enjoyed..David
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Date: 3/5/2012 11:08:00 AM
This is a very powerful write my friend! I love how your introduction tells of threatening weather where it's related to your Haiku's road kill and death wreath! This is a glorious poem Sara! I love this write that you have written! Great Work!!
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Date: 3/5/2012 7:36:00 AM
Did the "death watch" occur because they were buying guns? Intriguing work. What do you think of my poem "Far from Fear"? Yours Matthew Anish
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Date: 3/5/2012 7:25:00 AM
Wow! Interesting rhythm you crafted here, Sara. I like the arrangement of stanza too. Good luck with this. ~ESSON
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