Best Afterword Poems

WINTER HAIBUN (Afterword )

shapes spread statuesque

foliage in Winter clothes-

melancholy me

Hallow Eve to Candlemas,the sun now turning south,;November is
sombre,December dark,January,February cold and stark.Catkins litter the forest...

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I walk through the glade
colour enlightens me-
 in my mind's eye
abstractions rainbow
my persoective

The soft yellow streaked the terra cotta,shadowing the speckled sallow saffron 
a bluish...

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Tina-Louise dashed into a tattoo parlor   
And asked for some ink in the shape of a flower.      ...

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He’s more myself than I am
Whatever our souls are made of 
His and mine are the same 
There are many things that can keep you...

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she has stars for eyebrows
her phonetic smile says so much more
tightly wrapped in the grey gaunt gauze of daylight
eyes still closed
i wait arms breadth away...

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REQUIEM-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Nothing moves,silence, echos of
voices,the past awakes!Faces 
appear,then depart!A tear trickles
slowly,the music plays,faintly.
Emotion erupt,again!
Regret whispers,in pain!


MEMORIES-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Memories surface,a requiem of
sounds,heaving emotions realign,
words recalled...

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A pashmina 
is the swish afterword 
of a wonderful night.


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7/26/2019

Contest  - One Sentence Metaphor in Free Verse

Sponsor - Jesse Rowe

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HAIKU MOMENT 8


Stray cool breeze
Plants a calm ease;
Heat wave reprieve

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So many laps
Round and round;
Brisk walking spree

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Weary worry
Spreads load heavy;
Too much tension

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A good laugh here
Marks worthwhile...

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Dull hearts have gone astray
My euphoria lights the way 
The conquers will burn their books
Why am I the one in flames? 

Said we’d die holding...

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Take it to the doors of heart :
features are same,
of whores and nuns.

Small steps, big hands
move towards the blood-gates of ropes
to pluck the thorns from...

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I saw the underground imaginary place of my generation destroyed
how I mourned the afterword.
Does the afterword make you shiver?
when I think of the animality, I...

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Take it to the doors of heart :
features are same,
of whores and nuns.

Small steps, big hands
move towards the blood-gates of ropes
to pluck the thorns from...

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In The Light of a Fading Moon
David J Walker

Eternity was the first summer after
The first grade and the first time 
You thought the days would...

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The haibun can be a standard(where haiku etc follows the prose) or afterword (where prose follows the haiku) or prose envelope (prose para haiku,para) verse...

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