The Scarlet macaw,
piercing the gusts as it swirls,
paints our dour town red.
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The Shadow. (Tanka)
she basks in dream glows,
when my world lusters so bright,
mimicking all steps,
but when my sunset draws nigh,
she elopes with the obscure.
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The Prayer
O quaint Queen of hearts,
Fill my house with your aura,
So I may breathe again.
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