haiku, tanka, micropoetry and haiga by gennepher

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a walk long ago
she remembered so clearly
the fresh smell of pine

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reflection
in the dark window
undefined

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always
memories
remained

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paper
thin
skin
crumpled
flaked away

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graceful
white swan
bending her neck
encompasses
all

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intense
blue eye
flashing deep
forever
searching

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the
wind's
silence
everything else
obeys

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poetry
an expression
of the soul

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flitting
through
photographs
shadows
of memories

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a huge bird
spread its wings
in the sky
the land
darkened


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a piece of paper
buffeted
by the winds
the seagull dropped down
and took shelter

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winter's etchings
ferns and flowers
on frosted window panes
nature's reminder
of next summer

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three crows
flew
over
then plummeted
into the woods

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the
crows
whirling
in
the sky

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I remember
a house
all white
I wandered
from room to room

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rock a bye baby
watching playful shooting stars
gurgles happily

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light tripping fairies
dancing on tips of the waves
wings of sparkling stars

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water cupped
in the hands
moon blesses

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red dress
dancing
on washing line
a string of pearls
round its neck

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homeless
between
worlds
transitory
wanderer

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if
there is
no beginning
there is
no end

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the
whisper
died
echoing
silently

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minnows
darting
in and out
of
the shadows

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they
kept
the shadows
from
each other

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the felled tree
a void
in its place

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a single crow
utterly still
on blackened tree

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raven
wings
of night
scattering
stardust

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the sandman has been
he's thrown sand into my eyes
wants me to follow

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tanka and haiga by gennepher

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there
was
always
the
invisible link

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the
knowledge
was pooled
as
one

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snippets
fading
then
coming
back

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infiniteness
of
infinity
and
beyond

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lies
secrets
betrayals
their
death

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interconnecting
links
held
them
together

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they
knew
even though
they
were not near

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the
faceless
clock
of
time

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worn
as
a medallion
the
past

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what
was
it
out
there?

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the
corridors
of
the
past

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the
shadows
came
and
went

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their
tragedy
so
long
ago

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betrayal
but
they
kept
the secret

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they
knew
but also
someone else
did

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the
knowledge
they shared
among
themselves

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everything
but
nothing
yet
everything

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knowing
how
to melt
into
the night

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It
finally
came
to
an end

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lying
in
the snow
black rose
weeping

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his
home
was
his
grave

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the map
had changed
irrevocably
the
past

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a shard of glass
deep
in the heart
bleeding
it dry

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the gaudy trinkets
of
life
barely concealing
stark reality

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she remembered
a bustling community
against all odds
all she could see today
desolation and despair

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so alive
all those years
ago
now dereliction
abandonment

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her
heart
sank
who ripped out the living heart
of the community?

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the
heart
discarded
but not
by those within

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progress
to
the eye
but not
to the heart

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communities
like the buildings
around them
burnt out, missing
soulless

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the soulless windows
of
the buildings
gazed
unseeingly

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the fire
now
gone
blackened windows
gazed into the void

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the
community
driven
to extremes
of
behaviour

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they
responded
the only way
they
knew how

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malodorous
players
card dealing
in
a fug of smoke

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notices
on
doors
instructions
of fetidity

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even
death
an overblown
display
of garishness

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on the
stairwell
notices
mephitic
incredulity

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the
writing
on the wall
rubbed out
so many times

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as
roseate mists
of dawn cleared
the deadened depravity
asserted itself

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the city
its radiating roads
now destroyed
a system
of perverse one ways

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the city
a
cantankerous infection
of
the soul

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emptiness
"rats" ate out
and poisoned
the
heart

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extremes of poverty
and affluence
degrading
less  middle road
in everything

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the new
even
more corrupt
than
the old

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it
was
bled dry
then
abandoned

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time
never
forgets
neither
does it heal

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the
voice
came
from
just over there

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the
lullaby
sung
her
to sleep

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