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 Sep 2024 Aslam M
CJ Sutherland
Dead deer on the street

Six. Vultures on the roadside.

Not fazed when cars pass

Feed on deer carcass complete

Vultures stay till street is clean


A Tanka Haiku
Five lines  31 syllables
Pattern 5-7-5-7-7



Inspired song
1) The eagle and the hawk John Denver
2) The music in you by John Denver
In Northern California, there’s lots of wild animals with that comes The cleanup crew. Vultures are patient ravenous creatures that fly in groups. They sit in the trees nest on the side of the bank of the road and wait for the animal to die.
They take turns having their full Unphased by passing cars. They fiercely guard their food. Amazingly, the smell of a dead animal is completely gone before they leave. this took two days before they were onto the next meal.
 Sep 2024 Aslam M
Druzzayne Rika
I give away the negativity in me
it's like all electrons released from me
So much hatred consumed by me
my tension lines, a permanent mark
all given away back to universe
Now with the breath I take
it's like a serene change in the weather
soothing winds coming, blowing my shoulder and hair
now I am imprisoned no more by my mind
I see things as they are, the bits of beauty in nature
When I check inwards, with eyes closed
inhaling and exhaling, the essentials in living
I swim across like an observer
discovering the inner valleys of the soul
Clearly making ways to the bright light
the eternal source of delight
it's like walking towards it is the only right.
 Sep 2024 Aslam M
CJ Sutherland
I crave answers Now

What is my purpose on earth?

Why do I exist?




Modern Haikuc
Three sentences
Predicated by syllables
Pattern 5-7-5



Inspired songs;

1) How do you know?  (official lyrics)
By Cain Durot

2) what do I know?
By Elvie Shane

3) what do you know?
By Ali Gator

4) Do do you hear what I hear?
By Bing Crosby
We all get to a time and place in our life where we start asking the Big questions
In the end,
we knew the answers
before we asked the questions
such as life
 Sep 2024 Aslam M
Kalliope
I hang onto your every last word like it's the last bus home at midnight but the driver is inconsistent and now I'm stranded.
Do I wait under the flickering lights
Or
Do I start my walk home alone
 Sep 2024 Aslam M
Frances Raeburn
Millions of words
reign down upon my head
each day
if I could absorb half
I would be a hero
to myself
as it goes
I feel
the noise of too many voices
hurt my soul
create a hole
even I
cannot climb out of.
oh.

day of small things,
slowly steadily worked
as we rest the dust motes,
shine as gold.
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