A Collection of Six Haikus.
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I dreamt, a landscape
‘Tween the pale sheets of paper
Butterflies landed.
*
A notebook, all new
Pencil sharpened with shavings
I grind in first thoughts.
*
Empty canvas, now
Smears of wet paint flow, and soon
Galaxies rush in.
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A run, a leap, air
The fawn dances wildly
Springtime’s creation.
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Chilled October’s breath
The landscape is dying, and
Flows gold orange tears.
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Listen, the rain falls
Gently upon streets tonight
Cars drive past puddles.
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