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Death (Haiku) by dougsoderstrom And then death,
Wind of The Spirit's sweet breath,
Blown upon my body for the last time.
Up the ladder:
Laundrymat
Down the ladder:
War chance
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 3.1111112
Posted: January 6, 2003 6:37 AM PST; Last modified: January 6, 2003 6:37 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.0555553 Overall Rank: 13341 Comments:
Hello Professor Doug - this isn't really a haiku, but who cares? There should be more religious verse on poemranker. Maybe I will try to write some.
'blown' leaves the door open for more verse.
needs to be 'has blown' or 'blew'' methinks.
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7 10 ?
Decent but as I'm sure you've been told runs long
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syllables in three lines that
mean something useful
Quite.