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Click hereTo be a poet
Is to fill a void with song
And open deaf ears
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Tiny masked bandits
High up in my popular tree
Don’t steal my seeds
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Silent visitor
Hidden outside my garden
Where is your mother?
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Blades hammer the sky
Bring in the wounded, some live
Accidents happen
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Getting old sucks big
Time, passes faster, faster
Body betrays us
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Old farts pass the time
Remembering the mistakes
Young men want to make
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Is your mother home?
Do you want to dance with me?
Is your mother home?
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Old truck in repose
Behind the barn, above grass
How long will you be?
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Will you ever leave
Me unfilled and empty?
No love, not ever.
In the second haiku, I think auto-correct changed poplar to popular, leaving that line with eight syllables. Very good, other than that.
A vast range of emotions is conjured up here. Did you mean to say "Poplar" rather than "popular?"
Your poem was mentioned on the thread
"New Poems Reviews"
thanks for the journey....Art~