A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree by Emily Dickinson

A Drop fell on the Apple Tree –
Another – on the Roof –
A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves –
And made the Gables laugh – 

A few went out to help the Brook
That went to help the Sea –
Myself Conjectured were they Pearls –
What Necklaces could be – 

The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads –
The Birds jocoser sung –
The Sunshine threw his Hat away –
The Bushes – spangles flung – 

The Breezes brought dejected Lutes –
And bathed them in the Glee –
Then Orient showed a single Flag,
And signed the Fete away –

 

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They Still Don’t Get It – haiku by Dennis Allen Lange

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NFL
On field politics –
Offensive. 

In response,
We will boycott –
Defensive.

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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 Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2017.

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Patriotic Policeman by Dennis Lange

My guess is the ticket is white;
Both blue and bright red are the lights.
Thus cop who is stopping those two
Is flashing the red, white, and blue.
Since tickets are not now my need,
I’d rather not get flagged for speed.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

 

 

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A Lost Love by Dennis Lange

How could she love me like the wind –
So touch my face, and make me bend
To her, and then just disappear
On backs of white-tailed leaping deer?

As quickly as a norther blows
O’er prairie land, and never slows,
And ripples wheat like ocean waves
She stirred my soul.  She made me slave

To her, to wind, that travels on.
And after all the breeze has blown,
And all the leaves and flags are free,
Alone I stand in slavery.

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