Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Creative Writing Club Group Haiku

Oiling dead trees tables
Mountains full of cold snow
Cry for the shepherd

Running with the wind
Under the mountain's wing it cries
Tables shook nervously

Wind flows all the way
Drops of rain form in sick clouds
Who will cry for you?

Run with the wind in your hair
Trees running alondside

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Chopping trees
Wrenching roots, watching oil flow
Crying trees, green blue

Mountains scream aloud
In horror they hide under tables
Wind's throat turned sour

Water comes from mountains

Seeds grow into new trees, chop down
Wind, clouds, rain, winter
Watch dancing water

Wrench and extract happiness
Crying soul of Earth

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Oil created through centuries
Water flows through centuries
Trees drank, death made tables

Mountains devoured
Oil extracting from the ground
Wind running to watch

Mountains formed crystals
Watch water move
Extract oil, soil, water

Your soul flows closer
Cry, run, get blown far away
Water chops, waves arise

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Water cries when wind blows
Watch it flow and run wild
Wind forms what we need

Water is what we need
Suspend life in tables chairs
Our seat in the trees

Cry for chop of trees
Water wrenched and suspended
Crying leaves on trees

Watch trees cry
Mountains cringe, oily rivers
Flow through the desert

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Trees crying leaves
Extracting useful materials
Watch trees cry

Mountains firm, green life grew
On dead wood we watch closely
tears run like river

Mountains watch Silence
Extracted flowers pensively
flowers flow over the trees

Trees whispering fears
run toward an opening wound
watch the wind blow right

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wind blows cold sweet
trees get chopped when water flows
Mountains wrenched to run

Trees taught survival
wind send what we need.
oil fumes run with wind

watch our city tip
fun on table like crazy
Mountains watch and celebrate

Running ants in trance
ants cry over trees
chop-chop the trees down

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Glowing oil flows
dinner table's sticky tears
oil gets suspended

wind chopped through trees
cries echoed lonely Earch
watching wind flow

seeds scatter, life grows
wrenching meaning from a sun
watch the wind get mad

oil boiling, not flowing
Trees producing hunger reducing
watch mountains run

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