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Alliteration
Associationism
Anteposition
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Placid icy waters flow
Rhythmically laps the shore
Knitting icy lace
Tim Peterson, 12/2/2014
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Deforestation
Demasculinization
Deconsecration
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Without them I’d tip
Fall and perhaps break my nose
Yet still I stub them
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Tinged with a green haze
a tender 5 o'clock shadow
Burst from swollen buds
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Bloody broken shields
Strewn along the battlefield
Someones mom or child
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A situation
Infinite combination
Defines who we are
Practiced empathy
Human imagination
Peace and harmony
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Total darkness
Eyes opened or closed there is nothing but black
Everywhere
Hairs and nerve endings stretched to the limit
Feeling nothing
no clothing
no temperature
no moisture
Utterly weightless
Ears ring with complete silence
Heart pounding unheard
Exhale – inhale not even a hush
Panicked thoughts scream
Where am I?
How long have I been here?
Time alternately races and plods on
An unseen floor presses against tense feet
Or do tense feet press against an unseen floor
Coarse wooden fibers prick tender soles
Pressure up or is it down creates the sensation of standing
Like on the bottom of a swimming pool
Fleeting contact that takes effort to maintain
Except now there is nothing to push against to preserve the connection
The pressure increases against feet tingling with sensation
Causing relaxed legs to bend slightly at the knee and ankle
As if sitting in an imaginary chair
Thigh and calf muscles strain against the rapidly increasing force of the floor
Core muscles flex for balance
Arms and shoulders tighten searching for support in pitch black emptiness
A drop of sweat begins to tickle down the left armpit
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Change the only norm
Ride the fiery dragon
On a haiku saddle
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L eeping from his stupor
I van dashed out the door to his
c ar.
K eys in hand he
e yed his brand new
T oyota Supra Turbo.
Y anking the door open he jumped in the drivers
s eat started the engine, slammed it into gear and
p ushed the gas pedal.
L istening to the roar of the engine
i gnited his senses. Filled with adrenaline he
t ore down the highway lickety split.
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