Dave:


a darkish storm cloud
loomed casually ahead
i did not change course

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the machine saved you
but your poetry was gone
we'll coin fresh haiku

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both the sun and moon
generously befriended
our explorations

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my brow moist with sweat
the sky turned grey and drops fell
nature's free shower

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the cheerful sunbeams
unapologetically
burned us while we played

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the apple relents
it can hold on no longer
it drops from its branch

separated forever
a fallen angel, it rots

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this fire demon
must be drawing near to me
i can feel the blaze

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as cold dark weeks pass
in my mind i hear water
a new year flows in

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Linger not, O Sun!
We suffer thee thy furlough,
But love thee no less.

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today's precious books
are yesterday's happy trees
tomorrow's compost

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parts rot and fall off
yet it lurches somehow forth
body lacking brains

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Diane:


The "I Miss You Haiku"
Now that you're all gone
Columbus is really drab
You should come visit

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Kyle:


today is tuesday
columbus beckons me soon
michigan will lose

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