Bulls never charge lines that are straighter
With snorting that’s fiercer or greater
…Than out on the road
…To carry a load
Of cattle or dresses or taters.
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.
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Bulls never charge lines that are straighter
With snorting that’s fiercer or greater
…Than out on the road
…To carry a load
Of cattle or dresses or taters.
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.
Posted in My Haiku, tagged bard on the hill, carry load, Dennis Lange, first impressions, giant peephole, Haikus, horses, internet, night comes when none can work, poems, poetry, rest, www on May 15, 2015| 1 Comment »
WWW
Without them
You wouldn’t be here –
Internet.
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As I Eyed The Photo
My first glance
Was focused upon
Giant peephole.
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Night Comes When None Can Work
Horses, men.
First, there’s the carry.
Then, the rest.
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WWW – photo by Jay Simmons at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/2djrT4D/www
Photo – photo by Bill Davenport at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mg1RK1S/Little+Cabin+in+the+woods
Night – photo by Karunakar Rayker at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mj19udu/Pack+Horses
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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.
See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed:
https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2015.