Challenge: The perfect ten.

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autumn reflection

 
 
 
    autumn reflection
 
 
 
            leaves?
            mountains fall into the ocean!
 
 
 
 
wh,
1995-11-09

 
 
 
Senna Jawa said:
 


            airplanes enter clouds
            people fall asleep


wh,
1995-11-20



            pigeonshit
            in my mailbox


wh,
1995-12-11
Yes, these two poems have 10 words. Together :)   Haiku classically has 17 syllables, and these two have 17. Together!
 
Senna Jawa said:
Yes, these two poems have 10 words. Together :)   Haiku classically has 17 syllables, and these two have 17. Together!

A 10 word haiku reply:

does haikus ever
have any more syllables
than those seventeen

?

/Ice - unwell versed
 
Armed with plastic, they come
The Christmas Shoppers.
Gucci Guerrillas.

Thank you for your custom.
Huh?
Have a good day.

Batteries not inclusive.
Construction
Instructions
Inside.
Keep away from children.

Air!
Gimme air!
Why - oh why -
do they keep stores
subtropical?

Bah!
Hum bug!
Scrooge was right.
I'm going back
t'bed!

edited to add - written while waiting outside a hardware store for my man.......what IS it about those stores? The cashiers aren't even attractive. :D
 
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Lighted windows
Bright in the night
Delightfully
Inviting
Prying eyes.

Filligree trees
Lace against blue
Star spangled
Backdrop
for theatre.

Blue distant sax
sweet wailing
draws me in
Eyes
see
 
Bumpy
Road
Driving
My
Bra-less
Breasts
To
Aching,
Obvious
Attraction.

:bouncy, bouncy, bouncy:
 
JUDO said:
Bumpy
Road
Driving
My
Bra-less
Breasts
To
Aching,
Obvious
Attraction.

:bouncy, bouncy, bouncy:

        driving down the breast road
        parking and unloading


===
Hey Judo, long time no see,
 
Sunday solstice
simmering solitude
sweet swaying
summer suns
someone shines.
 
Hey, SJ. Thanks for the shout-out. Good to be back for a while.
:kiss:
- Judo
 
Figures in the mist
Sun like moon
coldly filtered out.

Shots fired
Geese cooked
Christmas dinner
on the wing.

Sunday papers never get
completely read.
wasted words.
recycled thoughts.
 
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mutter midst clutter
to many
'tis too many
too much
 
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