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there was a little squirrel a lovely chap was he
when christmas came around he would decorate his tree
hanging lots of baubles with colors by the score
hanging from the branches right down to the floor

he even made a fairy to put upon his
in a big white dress for everyone to see
wore a santa hat that was red and white
he would sing some carols on a christmas night

his friends would gather round to see the christmas tree
it brought them lots of joy fill there hearts with glee
squirrels time of year that he loves the best
when theres peace on earth and the world all comes to rest
Low hanging
Full crystal moon
Almost wet kiss on moving waters
Make stars close their eyes
Glow of blushing tide.


Shell ✨🐚
Special bond between moon and sea
the plains flood
soggy as bogs
thick as fog
I sink into a hole
in the ground
like a bowl I'm round

as I walk
white as chalk
the sun balks at drawing me a light
and like quicksand
I'm swallowed by the night

till I’m nil
all is still
and doesn’t move
no stars or moon

after the rain
the pains flood
maybe 'it'
is just one more
far away place
maybe the gift
is this breath -- oh
sweet smiles on each
and every face
 Oct 2022 Julia Celine
emily
I'm never going to pretend
That I am more foolish and idiotic
Than I already am
So someone else will be more relaxed
And at ease with my intellect and company.
I also won’t laugh at a joke
Just to make my company more agreeable
Or dress the way others want me to wear
I will show my intelligence
Like a family jewel
And my humour like a native language
My cloths will exhibit my unwillingness to fit in.
Such sweet memory
Sinless teenage embraces
Long grass and blue skies
Bubbling cauliflower-clouds
Joyous serendipity

© Robert Porteus
First bash at a tanka. Reworked an earlier haiku
You are the sea.
You are cruel.
You are cold.
And I love you.
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