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Premium Member - Haiku X 72 - Dog, Poop and Snow -
Behavior perfect
Deep cold snow how can she poop
My small dog Kissy

If my dog could talk
I try to understand her
She drown in the snow







18.01.2016
A-L Andresen :)...

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Categories: 72, dog, fun, humor,
Form: Haiku
72 Hours
(This is a fictional poem)

For the last seventy-two hours I've been going through hell.
My daughter was playing and she fell down a well.
I feel so helpless even though the rescue workers assure me that they'll get her 
out of there.
I've lived for over thirty-five years...

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Categories: 72, daughter, father, sad,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member Einstein and the Rule of 72
Paraphrasing old Albert Einstein,
"Compound interest's man's greatest invention".
But you'll be financially in trouble,
Expecting your buying power to double,
Because he never factored in for inflation....

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Categories: 72, business, money, time,
Form: Limerick

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Haiku 72-Beneath the Sakura Tree
cherry blossom
i lick fresh sweetness
from his lips...

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Categories: 72, beauty,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Haiku 72
Haiku 72
	
	summer Sunday blues
	shadows hide behind my eyes
	this dark afternoon...

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Categories: 72, depression,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 72
Each of the new deer adjusted quickly to the pace of the ones they had been paired with, and the sleigh tracked smooth and true.  The effects of the extra four deer were easily felt by both Lumi and Joulupukki as they pulled the...

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Categories: 72, christmas, fairy,
Form: Epic



Premium Member Copla 72 Invocation This Bad Guy World
COPLA 72 INVOCATION: This Bad Guy World

Bad Guys know they have a good time
In these multi-verses out of sight:
Who the hell cares

Is the exit door the end of time
None to answer knock locked right tight:
Served sentence dares

Talk of string vibrations in thoughts
And the mite’s view...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: 72, conflict, god,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
72 Realms of Dopple Gangers
Then again, was a realm in tandem with another realm. There's no way to judge the distance as each one has a value of its own. Surrendering to the infinite vortex 'cause there's no captain at the helm. So much here is almost as if...

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Categories: 72, art, poetry,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member No Title, Yet - 72
I do want children; I just don’t want them with you
Because you and I have two different points of view.

The things in which we differ are nowhere near the same.
Such as, we want to call them completely different names.

I want to raise them in the...

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Categories: 72, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Untitled #72 / Curious Soul
Ah! Curious soul! Do you really believe
you are reading ink on paper? Nay!
Nay! It is blood spilled from a broken heart!
Turn away, my friend, for my soul is wretched!...

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Categories: 72, confusion, introspection, life, loss,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Haiku 72
fir tree
pine cone cluster
squirrels gather
 

ripe apples
decay on ground
wasp paradise

spring
change of color
rabbits fur...

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Categories: 72, spring,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Tales of Suspense 72-74
A giant robot, a winged aircraft 
and a mechanical Red Skull
all combine as a super sleeper
designed to destroy the world

But Captain America would not
let them have their way
"Can the Sleeper be stopped?"
questions the Cap

He would land on the sleeper
and short circuit it's works
and it would...

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Categories: 72, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
72 and a Half Edited
I'm 72.5
How many more years will I have in this life?
5? Hopefully 8.
What then?
Purgatory to wash away my rues?
Or maybe another dimension

Where past meets future
And the same life repeats itself
But this time corrected
From all the regrets of this life.

Will it be a leap into nothingness?
No,...

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© Ed Farolan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: 72, age, anxiety, beauty,
Form: ABC
Premium Member Inside a '72 Econoline
Inside A ‘72 Econoline

This old green van has a musty smell to it,
Like a pair of sweaty rancid socks
Mixed with half-empty beer cans.
It’s a banged up thing, this ’72 Econoline.
Scratches and mysterious dents 
Cover its façade,
Like boils on a hairless mastodon.
A spare tire rests under...

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Categories: 72, desire, girlfriend,
Form: Free verse
Summer '72
There was an oak tree in the front yard,
and my baseball in the gutter,
there was a cookie jar full of cookies,
made with Crisco, never butter.

There was a swing set in the back,
and rose bushes planted by the fence,
there was a large painting in the front...

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Categories: 72, grandmother, memory, mental illness,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry