Zack Smith Per. 6 Haiku When it is parked The car that is on fire A tire rolls away. Flash Fiction The Battle I was caught in the middle of an epic battle between the adolescent hooligans and the authorities of the elder class.Swords swinging, slashing, slaying everything in sight, the terrifying events happening around me left me paralyzed physically and verbally.There was a loud boom and a puff of smoke, out of the smoky mist the scarlet panda was among us.His every move swift and strategically placed with precise meticulousness. Carving his way through the crowd, with me on his shoulder twenty-six arrows ubiquitously placed over his body, and cuts the size of your fist every which way.A sparkling green flicker caught his attention, and he stopped dead in his tracks. Haiku There was a quarrel But I did not interfere I was on my break. Haiku Running through the streets, Chaos followed by madness Riots are so fun. Haiku The birds chirping loud I cannot get enough sleep Work tomorrow, bad.
Per. 6
Haiku
When it is parked
The car that is on fire
A tire rolls away.
Flash Fiction
The Battle
I was caught in the middle of an epic battle between the adolescent hooligans and the authorities of the elder class. Swords swinging, slashing, slaying everything in sight, the terrifying events happening around me left me paralyzed physically and verbally. There was a loud boom and a puff of smoke, out of the smoky mist the scarlet panda was among us. His every move swift and strategically placed with precise meticulousness. Carving his way through the crowd, with me on his shoulder twenty-six arrows ubiquitously placed over his body, and cuts the size of your fist every which way. A sparkling green flicker caught his attention, and he stopped dead in his tracks.
Haiku
There was a quarrel
But I did not interfere
I was on my break.
Haiku
Running through the streets,
Chaos followed by madness
Riots are so fun.
Haiku
The birds chirping loud
I cannot get enough sleep
Work tomorrow, bad.