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Titanic by Dennis Lange

Somehow without the cold wet waves
…I feel, subconsciously,
I must be sinking, for I hummed,
…“Nearer my God to thee.”


© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.


Hundreds Of Miles Away - haiku by Dennis Lange

Hazy air.
Sneezing and wheezing.

Seems dusty.
No, not Sahara,
Not this time.

The farmers
Set fire to their fields –
Smoky air. 41 more words


Glass by Dennis Lange

The fragile flowers, in their beauty,
…Are never seen as vain.
In breezes soft, they stand, their duty:
…That we, might pleasure, gain. 

The sweet young thing who is a cutie, 27 more words


Trailing Trucks - haiku by Dennis Lange

Red taillights
Are mesmerizing
On approach.

Will I go around?
Or go through?


* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5. 20 more words


The supreme court's Eraser by Dennis Lange

For all time, and in every place,
In every nation, every race,
To wed was man and woman’s place.

Just where is marriage now defined? – 21 more words


Three Miscellaneous Haiku by Dennis Lange

Without The Hindenburg Pathos

Stretched out. Oh,
The humanity!
But no crash.


Did You Get The Message?

The message
That’s in some bottles: 99 more words


A Short Purple Reign by Dennis Lange

The person is dead
Is what caller said,
Which didn’t make sense
Till the person was Prince.

(Prince, dead at 57, 4/20/16)

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