Prompt for February 3: Two Haiku about Stealth


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I creep through the trees

Without making any noise.

I must stay hidden.


My treasure lies there,

The child of my enemy.

Her life for my soul.


Prompt for January 17: Four Line Poem about the Recruits


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Come one, come all, and sign your name

In ink, in blood, sign your soul away.

For ours is a war to end all pains and

To save us, your life is the price we pay.