In 17 Syllables…

Tag: haikus

  • Old Man Winter

    Again he blows, not
    long after his last fury.
    Just playing games now.

  • BirdsBirds of a different
    feather flock together too.
    Find your flock and fly.

     

     

     

  • Winter

    Your grip is slow to
    release but Father Time will
    persuade. Acquiesce.

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  • Blustery Days

    A ghostly wind blows,
    whispering secrets only
    to those who listen.

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  • Spring Sunset

    An eastward march, cast
    in a golden hue. The clouds
    dance across the sky.

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