Black Poetry : that haiku thing

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the night air is crisp
harvest moon in full effect
dancing on roses

on top of the roof
no strings arms stretched wide open
bluejay wonders why

web caught its spider
pressed it against the porch wall
rumble of thunder

he said clear and strong
you do not know how to love
raising the white flag

 

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She plants her flowers
fashion roses didn’t bloom
their roots now worried

 

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Brother @ogoun
thank you Beautiful Black Man
appreciate the read
and you taking the time
to acknowledge my work
by placing a like

 

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tonight took a stroll
down by the pickleball court
Apollo barking

 

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pass by King and Kong
look at me like I’m a meal
he says, down boys down