Shameless Poetry Hour #2

Where the author shamelessly plugs his Poetry.

Loss, in Three Haiku

perched high, shadow tree
sitting below, two lovers
surveying their death

dragonflies buzz by
eyes meet, fingers touch, smiles fade
their hour is over

breeze of sweet decay
hugs exchanged, embraced good-bye
blackbirds softly weep

First published in the October 2018 Issue of Bottom Shelf Whiskey.

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      1. What would Stephen King do with that writing prompt? “Write 500 words or less of flash fiction with ‘Shameless poetry Horror’ as the centerpiece.” Zombies from Pet Sematary and inmates from Shawshank are welcome!


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