Three Little Bites

By Bradene

Sat, 25 Oct 2008
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Yielding

Weary,
yielding slowly
the night closes my eyes,
leaden lids fall soft, inviting
a dream.

~~

Mixed Emotions

Crying
Out my sorrow
Wringing hands in fear, yet
Emerging with heart pounding and
Raging.

~~

Cold Spell

Grey layered the skies.
A blanket of cold comfort
To the warm hearted

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Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
I loved this, Val especially 'Cold Spell' "Grey layered, the skies. A blanket of cold comfort To the warm hearted." Beautifully put. Tina x

 

Submitted by Bradene on
I'm quite fond of haiku if they turn out right. They can be awkward to get right sometimes, it's just a matter of trying to get the right feel to them. Val x