Haiku 1:
Under the bight light
The plankton move rapidly
As I watch in awe
Haiku 2:
The sun slowly set
The fishermen returned home
But as we still worked
Show don't tell 1:
The sun slowly set into a soft cushion of clouds, causing the calm still water to reflect a bright yellow shade. Birds sang in the distance past the quant little houses lining the coast. The smell of seawater and the town create a unique aroma down the near silent inlet. The still water begins to ripple as kayaker cuts through the inlet shattering the mirror that once showed the towering pine isolating Bamfield while the sun finally set.
Show don't tell 2:
A small crab skittered across my hands, its minuscule feet tickled me on every step sending a shiver down my spine. Its small hand tried to pinch me but with little success, as its minuscule claws could not catch a grip on my colossal hands. He slipped off my hand into the wet muddy sand. I quickly moved on attempting to find more small creatures, to examine them as they tired to comprehend what had just happened.
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