Poison Apple Haiku

The bite of death

By George’s Girl 2026 Published about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

By George’s Girl 2024

Eat poison apples

Hunger's grip loses its strength,

Eyes close, dreams take flight.

Haiku

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George’s Girl 2026

I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites

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