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ninety-eight point six
degrees — a tad deceiving
fleece shields winter's grip
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Lamar Wiggins
Creative writer in the Northeast US who loves the paranormal, mystery, true crime, horror, humor, fantasy and poetry.
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A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (8)
I'm hoping for a mild winter, so that we don't have to use our heavy jackets. Great haiku, Lamar
Yeah I’m gonna need something thicker than fleece! Haha great Haiku, Lamar
I loved how much emotion and sensation is packed into just a few lines. It really makes you stop and notice the body.
Perfectly seasonal! Loved it!
Fleece is too weak of a shield for me 😅😅 Hope it's enough for you hehehe. Loved your poem!
I love the originality in this !
Get it Lamar! This was brilliant & flyy! I loved the title too! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
Stay warm, Lamar!