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The brown bear that bites
Does so from hunger or fear
Rarely from malice

© Robert Porteus
Starting to get the haiku format. The syllable count does throw up some surprises though.  Will start commenting more instead of just ticking like.
Colors and nuances in the sky
Sweet cotton candy like clouds
caressing my eyes
Variety from early morning break to early nightfall .
I look up and see
blushing colors through
naked silent trees
They are telling a compelling story to me.


Shell ✨🐚
As a child we fantasize looking at the clouds. Still a fun thing to do.
 Jan 2022 Sarah Spencer
Macy
I'm back! What did I miss?
Its been 2 years.
 Jan 2022 Sarah Spencer
Lukai
"her name"

I'm not overreacting
Not making up
negative scenarios in my head
I feel too much,
too fast

A thousand needles
rip and tear me
from the inside out
A weight inside me falling,
breaking my heart into a million pieces.

My heart feels like it has stopped beating
and it begins to be hard to breathe
for my lungs stop working
and I try to gasp for air  

I clench my fists
draw blood from my palms

Forcefully, I let out a smile
using it to cover up the pain I feel
And the tears hiding behind my eyes
As I laugh making painful jokes.

But you'll never know it
Because I hid it from you
 Jan 2022 Sarah Spencer
Aishu
I am a dreamer.
I vision things that don't yet exist.

I am a stubborn believer.
I believe my visions come true.

I am limitless.
I dream big dreams.
 Jan 2022 Sarah Spencer
Isabella
You were the sunrise in the morning
I was the clouds in the sky
You were wide blue eyes sparkling
I was the bitter white lies

You were the child made to explore
I was the one dragging you home
You were fighting to be on your own
I was afraid you'd leave me alone
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