Today I'm doing a Haiku. I don't have time to make it a poiku, because I'm off to the Temple. If you'd like to learn more about this poetry form, go here.
Sweet little crane fly
Why do you enter the fridge?
You end in cold dark.
o
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oo
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Le
No
tre
Da
me
Time
Less and
So very grand
Jewel of your land
History and art bound in
Intricate lacy rock spires
Rose window a dainty filigree
A myriad bits of rainbow glass
Woven together enhancing the light
o I never knew your peace o
Though I wish I had come
To worship in my own way
In your echoing confines
France's Gray lady down
oThough before you stoodo
ooStaunch against ravage ofoo
oo War, revolution, and plague oo
oo Succumbed to the flames oo
oo As once did Joan the Maid oo
oo You, like she will rise from oo
oo The ashes again to inspire, oo
ooo And delight, as once before. ooo
© 2019 by H. Linn Murphy
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