sunset at the pier
the creaking of timbers
wind in the rigging
Of course this is not a haiku. It has 9 lines and each of them has 4 syllables. Just a bit of fun!
sitting alone
at the party
in a corner
during a lull
this is my chance
I clear my throat
they turn to me
I hesitate
I say nothing
-o=0=o-
the creaking of timbers
wind in the rigging
at the dolls' party
we sit on the grass
drinking invisible tea
trailing in the stream
the willow branches gently
sway in the current
Of course this is not a haiku. It has 9 lines and each of them has 4 syllables. Just a bit of fun!
sitting alone
at the party
in a corner
during a lull
this is my chance
I clear my throat
they turn to me
I hesitate
I say nothing
-o=0=o-
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