Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Poet Haikus


Whispered wind blows through
Curtains open for moon shine
Poets feel the breeze

A splash of sunset
Throws open the fading sky
A poet knows why

One last leaf falls down
Before winter claims the ground
Poets grasp the change

Mother turtle hears
Her baby cry from the rocks
Poets feel that depth

Clouds float by changing
Created, dissipated
Put to pen by poets

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