I’ve been working on a haiku where you could read the lines BACKWARD and still find a story. Here it is:
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Mist
The storm becomes whole
Fog looms over ocean spray
Clouds thunder beyond.
I’ve been working on a haiku where you could read the lines BACKWARD and still find a story. Here it is:
Photo by stein egil liland on Pexels.com
Mist
The storm becomes whole
Fog looms over ocean spray
Clouds thunder beyond.
I’ve been working on a haiku where you could read the lines BACKWARD and still find a story. Here it is:
Photo by stein egil liland on Pexels.com
Mist
The storm becomes whole
Fog looms over ocean spray
Clouds thunder beyond.
Cupid will go to great lengths to make you fall in love. This is a poem all about him.
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The Cherub Cupid
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Cupid searches for new hearts to flutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Over the distance, Cupid spots a crowd.
A hostile couple, foul words to mutter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
Cupid strikes his arrow, the two are wowed.
For each other now, their hearts will clutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid spots a sad girl, and a boy proud.
Fires at the boy, who’d kind words now utter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
He fires at a couple with their heads bowed
Now these love-birds will pull down the shutter…
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid thinks more marriages will be vowed
The work he’s done is as good as butter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
The Cherub Cupid
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Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Cupid searches for new hearts to flutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Over the distance, Cupid spots a crowd.
A hostile couple, foul words to mutter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
Cupid strikes his arrow, the two are wowed.
For each other now, their hearts will clutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid spots a sad girl, and a boy proud.
Fires at the boy, who’d kind words now utter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
He fires at a couple with their heads bowed
Now these love-birds will pull down the shutter…
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid thinks more marriages will be vowed
The work he’s done is as good as butter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid will go to great lengths to make you fall in love. This is a poem all about him.
The Cherub Cupid
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Cupid searches for new hearts to flutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Over the distance, Cupid spots a crowd.
A hostile couple, foul words to mutter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
Cupid strikes his arrow, the two are wowed.
For each other now, their hearts will clutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid spots a sad girl, and a boy proud.
Fires at the boy, who’d kind words now utter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
He fires at a couple with their heads bowed
Now these love-birds will pull down the shutter…
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid thinks more marriages will be vowed
The work he’s done is as good as butter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
The Cherub
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Cupid searches for new hearts to flutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Over the distance, Cupid spots a crowd.
A hostile couple, foul words to mutter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
Cupid strikes his arrow, the two are wowed.
For each other now, their hearts will clutter.
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid spots a sad girl, and a boy proud.
Fires at the boy, who’d kind words now utter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud.
He fires at a couple with their heads bowed
Now these love-birds will pull down the shutter…
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
Cupid thinks more marriages will be vowed
The work he’s done is as good as butter.
Cupid’s a cherub sailing on a cloud,
Hearts ecstatic will boom, boom, boom out loud.
The Drink
In my hands I hold the cold, moist, clear glass
I take a gradual sip, it tastes like bliss,
The sweet, tangy taste of the drink is class,
A shot of alcohol, its bitter kiss.
Lightly with my finger I stir the ice
Cold and cool floating over the fizzy
A blend of many flavours, each so nice,
Tropical shots – in time I’ll feel dizzy.
One more sip of the luxurious shot,
The world around me I have forgotten,
Its icy-coolness in a world so hot,
With nothing else am I now besotten.
These moist flavours of pineapple I hail,
There is nothing else quite like this cocktail.
From The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim
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The Drink
In my hands I hold the cold, moist, clear glass
I take a gradual sip, it tastes like bliss,
The sweet, tangy taste of the drink is class,
A shot of alcohol, its bitter kiss.
Lightly with my finger I stir the ice
Cold and cool floating over the fizzy
A blend of many flavours, each so nice,
Tropical shots – in time I’ll feel dizzy.
One more sip of the luxurious shot,
The world around me I have forgotten,
Its icy-coolness in a world so hot,
With nothing else am I now besotten.
These moist flavours of pineapple I hail,
There is nothing else quite like this cocktail.
From The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim
For more amazing poems see:
The Drink
In my hands I hold the cold, moist, clear glass
I take a gradual sip, it tastes like bliss,
The sweet, tangy taste of the drink is class,
A shot of alcohol, its bitter kiss.
Lightly with my finger I stir the ice
Cold and cool floating over the fizzy
A blend of many flavours, each so nice,
Tropical shots – in time I’ll feel dizzy.
One more sip of the luxurious shot,
The world around me I have forgotten,
Its icy-coolness in a world so hot,
With nothing else am I now besotten.
These moist flavours of pineapple I hail,
There is nothing else quite like this cocktail.
From The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim
For more amazing poems see:
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