haikuesday

a bright crash of light

quick flickerings of thunder;

awkward imagery 

* * * 

river asked the shore

‘do you like my company?’

‘shore i do,’ he joked.

* * * 

i will hold you, dear,

and carry you forever,

with arms built for you.

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