You give me fever
High and low in the days as
Summer drums nigh.
You give me fever
High and low in the days as
Summer drums nigh.
Caught in the middle of it all
Barred from my village by this wall
Unity our virtue, given a great fall
Stranger what brought you here?
Don’t cross, so you don’t ere
Boy: Look, and see my scar
They didn’t come cowing around
I’v got my own share on this ground
Tell: Bismarck was here, roaming this wall’s surround.
Dear Writerly Pals, I couldn’t do a story today because of a saddening news I heard yesterday but I came up with this form of Haiku –let me know what you think of it, anyway. Thanks!
This story is a contribution to the Friday Fictioneers at Madison Woods‘ blog. Where a crush of writers are inspired by her photo prompt to express a story in 100 words. Please, click to find other stories.
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