Four In The Morning
Poetry, Prose, Insanity, Calamity.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Haiku
Midsummer storm
Old trees sway gently
In the rain soaked breeze
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October sky
An eagle circles once
Then disappears from sight
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Autumn campfire
This slumbering moon hangs low
Over ancient peaks
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