Canyon river snakes
Barely kissing the soft shoulders
of the hovering hills
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You pour yourself out
Spilling forth your entirety
All on our behalf
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Her face stroked the years with broken sadness
and slightly chilled
the guilty hands
limb bare, shrunken,
shuddered time good-bye
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Now placid vistas
belie the brutal carving
of there creation
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Lines once scrawled in haste
leave there closeted intentions
to reach prominence

Remember not desires of old
or faces found in stone
flowers strewn on marble
death distinctly told
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Beware of writing
on the back of photographs, as
it often bleeds through
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Some Haikus are good
Some are not worth the powder
to blow them to hell - rjp
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The forest pours forth
it's golden bounty of life
dying with the gift
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Emblazen your name
Let all who can do the same
your glory proclaim
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Often we travel
through dry and lonely places
to find peace and rest