Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Haikus of the Sword

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One Breath~SwordB

One breath forming calm

Eyes tight on adversary

Bound energy flies

 

 

 

 

Beguiling Death~SwordC

Dragonfly wings cut

Up, down, left, right superbly

Entrancing your death

 

 

 

Young Sword~YoungSword

Childish eyes unveiled

as a keen blade drawn for blood

Fire heart goes cold.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2016

 

 

 

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