Haikus

***Inspired by James Ciriaco.***

 

The break never seen

Yet the leaves still fall.

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Grey dawn

A dome on the world.

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Dark.  Cold.

A star giving hope.

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Dirty, nasty, forbidden.

A thousand thoughts as one

Come

Before the rushing waves.

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Colliding realities

As I wade into the river.

***

Stuff still stuck

To the soul of my dress shoe.

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4 Responses to Haikus

  1. Zakiah says:

    Do the trees feel the pain when the leaves tear themselves away and fall down?

  2. exoticnita54 says:

    Kool…

    It’s so amazing 😉 how Much sense one can make with only ten words

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