Peppermint Tea, Grim Hound, and Peaches
Please read and tell me what you think. Words in italics are ones I thought didn't fit quite right. If you can think of better words, or for that matter better titles, I would be grateful. Thank you for reading.
Haiku
Peppermint tea, sweet
Without fair threads of honey,
softly burns the tongue.
Untitled
Acid sweet peaches,
bright orange and red in my mouth,
a bit stringy, voluptuously juicy.
Yet so often they are cut up into bowls,
made docile by heavy frocks of cream,
delicate and pleasant,
and somehow sad to see.
The Grim Hound's Fear
The Grim Hound
looks especially somber today
in his dark grey suit,
old tie,
and frown.
At home, his laughing little girl
waits to pounce on her daddy
as he comes in the door from work,
worn suitcase in hand.
And Mr. Hound dreads all the more
the day he'll have to explain his occupation
to his beloved daughter.
Last edited by HedwigStrange; 01-22-2006 at 07:22 PM..
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