Two Eight-Line poems and a Haiku for the afternoon.

1 min readJan 15, 2018

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about n’ around

she dwells with beauty

unfelt unheard and unseen

while the long hours embraces

the settled night to be kissed

like the spirit of an autumn’s tale

a shadowy rippled mourning

rolls about n’ around

just to makes us sleep.

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face to face we stand and stare

at the silver water, frozen from the sea

sweet and harsh and harsh and sweet

stillness upon the quay

way amidst the dawn

where things remain for free

the crime can be forgotten

and the punishment released.

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under this old tree

let me sing into your ear

the fate of the sky

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3 poems by Max Yakin Bozek originally published in AllPoetry.com #eightlinepoems