Death is approaching,
The landlord's daughter's gunshot.
The highwayman lives.
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Death is approaching,
The landlord's daughter's gunshot.
The highwayman lives.
The highwayman lives
Driving these roads forever
Never getting lost
Never getting lost
A hero on the right track
Quiet achiever
Quiet achiever
Never takes any credit
Just live on and breathe
Just live on and breath,
Living inside a puddle.
Tuna in a can.
Should it be breath instead of breathe? I was wondering about that... Breathe is the verb, isn't it?
Tuna in a can
Moisterized by sweet oils
Dying to get out
Dying to get out,
To see the beautiful light.
Cat-flap is locked shut.
Cat-flap is locked shut
"Who will open it"
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Strung upon a starry night
Something in the trees
Something in the trees
Has been there all night - longer
I hear it stirring
I hear it stirring
Moving and scurrying
What can it be?
What can it be?
The sound that I hear in there...
Is it another...
is it another...
coming out of the woodwork
creatures of the night
Creatures of the night
Awakening from their holes.
Come to beseech you.
come to beseech you
tiny eyes plead for mercy
you, caught in their trap
you, caught in their trap
But if I use my sand wedge
I can still get par
I can still get par
but it wouldn't be fair play
after I nudged you...
After I nudged you
looking for cupid response
blush rushed my face red
blush rushed my face red
pinned under your lasting gaze
I'm losing this fight
I'm losing this fight
wilting beneath your hot eyes
I need your love's rain
I need your loves rain
Lightly tingling my face
Sun beads down on me
Sun beads down on me
Glittering like diamond
Cold yet hot...
Cold yet hot...
Looking for the hidden prize
Value uncertain
Value uncertain
Virtues hidden
No one looking for this prize
Haiku
1st line (5 syllables)
2nd line (7 syllables)
3rd line (5 syllables)
I will adapt your line two...
Virtues are hidden
Feelings are cloaked deep within
Cold, hard emotions
cold, hard emotions
mask a brave heart ready for
the last sacrifice
the last sacrifice
burned on the large stone altar
fragrant aroma?
Fragrant aroma?
lingers like a memory
bittersweet to touch
bittersweet to touch
It is painful ecstasy
call of the siren
call of the Siren
more dangerous than the sea
but who can resist...
but who can resist
futurist erotica
of clearest metal
of clearest metal
an alloy of quality
durable and bright
durable and bright
precious and prized
Found in a dream...
(in haiku the second line is supposed to have seven syllables...otherwise, good job)
Found in a dream
a whisper of hope faintly
caressing my thoughts
Caressing my thoughts:
Sweet hints of insanity -
"The ground is crying."
The ground is crying
the soil thirsts for water
its loins yearn to sprout
its loins yearn to sprout
the young bulb can hardly wait
for a spring romance
for a spring romance
is only something it feels
when part of a bed
when part of a bed
is empty of you the whole
world feels incomplete
world feels incomplete
without the life force above
His presence present