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An Unorthodox Modern Triad Haiku
(Broken Syllabic Sequencing)

Shadows Cannot Breathe,

The Dead Cannot Speak To You,

Breezes Are Just Trees.

Your Lips And Tongue Move,

Sharing Time With The Sod;

A Sad Soliloquy

Yet......Why Not?

Who Am I To Judge Death's After;

Whilst In The Before!

FjR-MMXVI

Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Friday, May 27, 2016

Topic(s) of this poem: haiku

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Kelly Kurt 27 May 2016

Absolutely wonderful portrayal of human attitudes and beliefs concerning death ~~and the beyond. Having no beliefs myself, the bumps in the night in the 160 yr old church where I live, give me no pause

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