Saturday, July 18, 2015

Three Haiku (unlinked)


The car's patina -
netted, dented, olive-swathed.
No road comes near here.

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Forest's sun-struck floor:
hosanna ferns, in noon wind,
froth with a lightness.

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Summer's dusk mountain
is listening, purple snow.
The fields fall silent.

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