The Deadly Strike You Never See
Haunted Haiku
Tension grows, tongue flicks,
Muscles tense - await the strike
No response, too late.
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Till next time,
Calvin.
Submitted for the Haunted Echoes, Haiku challenge:
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Calvin London
I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry about all things weird and wonderful, past and present. Life is full of different things to spark your imagination. All you have to do is embrace it - join me on my journey.
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Comments (5)
Frozen in that spot! The big snake has found his meal. He will eat today!😉😟
Oops, too late indeed hehehe. Loved your poem!
A perfect description of an immediate, inevitable threat
I could feel my muscles tensing as I read this 🐍
Fantastic haiku, Calvin. And then it’s too late. (Your first line is one syllable over). Maybe flicks instead of flickering?