Wrote this haiku for the, The Haiku of Now challenge. I'm adding this bit of fluff in ahead of my poem so it adds an element of surprise to the haiku itself, otherwise everyone can easily read it without having to click on anything. Not that I'm trying to make it hard for anyone to read, just trying to be mysterious for once. Hope you enjoy it! Here it goes:
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still lips quiet eyes
silence embellish these walls
a sigh-- peace at last
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About the Creator
Lightning Never Strikes Twice
The distant rumble, the sudden deluge, the crescendo of sound, the flash of light, the explosive energy — it never gets old. I became an amateur storm chaser about two years ago. My wife, Cindy suggested it. Sort of. She said, "Alex, you know this cancer is killing me. I've come to terms with that, but you're smothering me. Go join a band, write a book, or become a storm chaser, for all I care. I love you, but you need a hobby."
By Julie Lacksonen7 days ago in Fiction
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