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When We Die
They say I am too low,
I say they are too high.
One thing is certain.
The grave is waiting,
When we die.
2017 Albert Moyer, Jr. Poetry
Hurricane Harvey- A Haiku
Sandwiched between highs
The rain poured for many days
Leaving destruction.
Photo Google Images Weather Satellite
In the hood dice roll.
Hoping for the best combo.
Jinx! You lose. Ah, craps!
2017 Albert Moyer, Jr. Poetry and Photography
Nails- A Haiku
These beautiful nails
Are not meant for hammering
They are for viewing.
2016 Albert Moyer, Jr. Poetry
Santa Claus – A Haiku
Jolly full of cheer.
Sleigh, presents, pulled by reindeer.
Happy kids each year.
Photo Google Images
Cipher- A Haiku
In front of your eyes
Mystery under your nose
Code you’ll never know.
Peppers- A Haiku
Fiery heat waits
Salivating mouth and tongue
Sweat beads on your head.
2016 Albert Moyer, Jr. Photography Serrano Peppers macro
Thanksgiving – A Haiku
A bountiful crop
For some have nothing at all
For this we give thanks.
2016 Albert Moyer, Jr. Photography Wild Turkey photo taken at Sauer Beckmann Farm Johnson City, Texas
Election 2016 – A Haiku
To the polls for change
A sea of red washed ashore
Stop whining snowflakes.
Photography and Poetry 2016 Albert Moyer, Jr.
Summer Shade
Delight in the cool
Wonderland of amazing
Trees in a forest.