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It was not Death, for I stood up,
And all the Dead, lie down –
It was not Night, for all the Bells
Put out their Tongues, for Noon. 

It was not Frost, for on my Flesh
I felt Siroccos – crawl –
Nor Fire – for just my Marble feet
Could keep a Chancel, cool – 

And yet, it tasted, like them all,
The Figures I have seen
Set orderly, for Burial,
Reminded me, of mine – 

As if my life were shaven,
And fitted to a frame,
And could not breathe without a key,
And ‘twas like Midnight, some – 

When everything that ticked – has stopped –
And Space stares all around –
Or Grisly frosts – first Autumn morns,
Repeal the Beating Ground – 

But, most like Chaos – Stopless – cool –
Without a Chance, or Spar –
Or even a Report of Land –
To justify – Despair.

 

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The House

Fancied up
With life and beauty –
Lovely blush.

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It’s Called Winter

Between fall
And the coming spring,
Cold river.

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DNA By Evolutionary Chance?

Who stacked rocks?
Yet double helix
Just happened?

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House – photo by Michael and Christa Richert at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mgDlnyC/idyllic+house+entrance

Winter – photo by Andreas Krappweis at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nVIwwL2/Lake+in+Autumn+Forest

DNA – photo by Colin Brough at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nSTyOzC/Rock+sculptures

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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, 2013.

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Earth from Space

Image via Wikipedia

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Design

This is a piece too fair
To be the child of Chance, and not of Care.
No Atoms casually together hurl’d
Could e’er produce so beautiful a world.

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