Five Haiku Poems: Fair Game

FAIR GAME

Illustration by Poet Rummager

She’s a sitting duck.
He hears her heart’s pulsation.
You can’t hide from me. 

Deft are his fingers
as he aims the honed arrow.
It soars steadily.

Point meets its target.
She gasps from the shock attack.
Unbearable pain.

Blood pours from her wound.
Stitches will never mend her.
She’s forever maimed.

Cupid clucks his tongue.
Love’s a persistent hunter.
Mortals are fair game.

My work was inspired by a thrilling poem by my friend, Ivor.
Visit his poetry, Times’s Awry, by clicking HERE!

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Ivor is the cutie on the far left. Dig those shoes!