Posts Tagged ‘sharp’


The best thing
When back’s to beauty –
A switchback.


photo by Kevin Tuck at


* 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/

© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2017.

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When a night is cool and smooth,
No lights embarrassing the dark,
And silken sleep has come to soothe
The last thing wanted – sudden bark.

Sharp noises are a wound to sleep;
They tear apart its tender flesh.
Soft pillows out of down will keep
The peaceful dream-flow swift and fresh.

But stab a noise into peace,
And all the sleeping sheep will flee,
And all the pleasant dreams will cease
As silence breaks like pottery.


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

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We oft see beauty first – the rose,
Before we see the thorns.
Allure is put forth on display
While Satan hides his horns.

An angel smiles; it may be his,
For others fell with him.
Beneath the dazzle, there are times
The heart is dark and grim.

The lashes flutter o’er the eyes
Of lady who’s in bloom.
But darkness lying in her heart
May bring her lover doom.

When in a courtship by the fair,
With beauty the allure,
What guarantee, beneath the leaves,
There’s nothing sharp, impure?

A lady or a garden’s bloom –
I mull a mystery:
If I should clasp you to my breast,
Will blood then flow from me?


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

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