Panther.

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It’s sleak black fur, as dark as night. A blur, as it dashes out of sight. A true predator, who gives prey such fright.

Cliff

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I sit out on the jut of maiden's cliff, feeling the wind blow through the trees. Just to think of what this breeze has done, almost fills me with dread. We can see beyond this land, to the snowcapped mountain tops, and watch as the birds soar in the sky, where nothing can make them stop. The blue expanse we call the sea stretches out in front of me, and from there I can see everything under me.

Revival

A newt’s toe,

A spider’s pie

Some powdered roach

An eye for an eye

The bone of a warrior

The heart of a cat

The weapon of a coward

The wing of a bat.

Mix them together and you’ll get,

Revival soup, to make someone come back.

Preparations

Buy the chicken,

Add some lemon,

And just a sprig of powdered bacon.

Put it in the oven for an hour,

Then serve warm, and as you eat and feel the flavors power,

And enjoy.

Haikus

The empty feeder

The bird hops

And circles around the empty feeder

With a window right next to it

The chipmunk scurries

Picking up the unwanted scraps

Of food that was not for it

Its wings a blur,

The hummingbird sticks its beak into the nectar,

And sips with glee

The darker skinned were chained

But they prevailed

Their rights weren't obtained

But they fought it

And even when their leaders were told to sit

They wouldn't stop

And fought the judgement, even if it came from the top.

And today they still fight for their equality

And to stop the racist frivolity.