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Haiku and Decima Challenge

My contribution to the Prompt 25, Haiku and Decima Challenge posted by Ronovan. Cheers.

Haiku

   We notice how warm
it becomes before the storm,
     yet you wait, poised, calm.


The Storm - A Decima

Across the sea there is a storm
approaching. We see the rain fall
distantly, will hit as a squall
quite soon. The dark clouds start to form
demonic shapes beyond the norm,
beyond our usual reckoning.
We see a light that's beckoning
us into safe harbour until 
the storm blows out, the air is still,
we drink to what the seasons bring.
   

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