I began writing poetry when I was 14 years old. Most of my early poetry was written in 1994. I excelled at rhyme and meter. I liked rules when it came to language. I also had just enough trouble in my life to inject real emotion at times. It was quite sophomoric, but hey, I wouldn’t be a sophomore for a few more years. I guess that means I was ahead of my time. I want to share my early work a little bit at a time. Today is Haiku day. Enjoy.
Haiku
Inevitably
Contrary to some belief
Everyone must leave
The powerful wolf
Stalks his prey with great caution
Then springs, chases, closes, kills
A wise man thinks much
He ponders about nature
And how man fits in
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