poetry, Poetry Forms

Golden Eye’s Thoughts

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One With Tuna

hearing the grinding

smelling the pungent juices

one must serve the king

All Eyes on You

thinking you’re alone

try again–a thing’s not missed

soon you’ll hear a hiss

Amuse Me

see that piece of yarn

fetch it human just right now

I don’t have all day

This is in response to the “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge”

Perhaps you would like to join!