i
Hold on and know
to let go
is the wrong thing
to let yourself do.

ii
A castle up on a cliff
overlooks a silver river
flowing through the mist.

iii
A dead end under a bridge
out by tomorrow’s city
where I’ll find you.

iv
Birds fly overhead
you stretch your arms up
towards the arch they fly under.

v
A valley high up
nestled between peaks
where a white castle greets you.

vi
Stars and gloss flow and
flowers twirl in soft gusts
of free floating fairy breath.

– matt at shadow of iris

[Not so good at counting, but I think each verse above is 17 syllables.]

Shadows grow down in
the valley, while mountains bathe
in twilight orange.

– matt at shadow of iris

1.
feeling of oneness
you near me
touch of your skin
an awakening

5.
a dragon whose name is Sam
has ferocious eyes
and a bad toothache

– marya ophir

[Note for nitpickers: the above are all haiku. Each has 17 syllables and can be arranged on 3 lines of 5-7-5 syllables accordingly, without hyphens.]

1.
a wall of timber
palisades, encircling
ditch, central tower

2.
the iron grip of
the invading elite was
not to be broken

– Marya Ophir

1.
if you see a man
with a purple dotted sash
then best leave him be

5.
these are matters which
appear explicable thus
intelligible

– Marya Ophir