Assembled Haikus

Assembled Haikus, by DWK:

"Lichen packed and cramped,
The face of Jesus stares back,
Cloaked in the bough.

Cold wind whips again,
Vacuuming the gathered heat,
Lost to the cosmos.

Raindrops pout paper,
Landing, gracelessly thrown,
Smattered with the wind.

Live, lean and youthful,
Supple boughs of gun trees wave,
Shed skin drifts; hopeless.

Concrete behemoth,
Red against the green canvas,
Cold and eternal.

The machine gun sounds,
The trumpet roars endlessly,
Orders to the fray.

A maelstrom of earth,
Wind picks the dead leaves away,
Twirling, whirled, and gone.

Tenuous strands form,
And then, as if by magic,
Web caught the spider.

The baked-in goodness,
Soft, warm, dry and crumbling.
I need a cookie."

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• Spoken
• Word
• Haiku
• Nournisms
• Assembled