One Wick Remains

A haiku for the "Small Heat" Challenge

By Liam StormPublished 5 days ago • 1 min read

Photo by Nicholas Selman on Unsplash

Whistling winds whipping,

Beneath cold clear starry skies.

One wick remains lit.

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Liam Storm

I currently work as a thatcher, but love the art of writing a narrative, currently I am working on putting my ideas onto paper and creating a book. In the meantime I create short stories to keep myself, fiancée and two dogs entertained.

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Dana Crandell5 days ago
Well done. The alliterative first line is a nice touch.

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