More Haiku and Tanka (#vss365 Prompts on Twitter)

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 (All prompts from #vss365 on Twitter/X. Prompt word marked with #)


Here in the #aery
where the falcons all fly free
safe from predators.


#Archipelago
islands in tropical seas
time for vacation!


#Graph's lines up and down
and track all the highs and lows
approval or none


a pointed needle
this #acanthes-thesia
stabbing and jabbing
and my nerves are all on fire
my cries are only silence.


Time is a circle
it just seems like a straight line
#chronos is confused.


Not a daisy,
but an #aster, small and dainty
blooms in the autumn.


It's so #poetic
history repeats itself
no lessons are learned.


Cycle of #rebirth
from old life to the new one
you're learning again.


What if your knight
who shines in scale-mail armour
is a good #dragon?


It runs like #clockwork:
sins repeat generations
so break the cycle.


#serendipity:
you would not be here if the
fate was different.


#Coins locked in a vault
Gold, silver, copper await
Centuries later.


A #marvelous tale:
rabbit flies over the moon
with stars as witness.


#Dealing with crises
every day and all the time
I am exhausted.


Ghosts, spirits unrest
wander for eternity
why do they do that?
the stories that explain it
you listen to the #folklore.


#Crawl upon the ground
eat dust for the rest of days
righteous punishment?

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