Tag: Haiku
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The Moon to the Sun
bygone rays brush me butterfly speckles adorned you leave me in twos
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Achernars’ River Ends
tides fall flat one month southern skies on the mares’ trail the stars end with you
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The Chase
Wicked wings slosh springs placing seeds into blossoms my sun turns to hell
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Budding Blossoms
scuttle round old ponds there are stories in petals diluted memoirs