He reached the road’s end. /
He stepped into the unknown. /
The first fright was love.
He reached the road’s end. /
He stepped into the unknown. /
The first fright was love.
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Lightning, thunder, rain — /
wind scatters all that remains: /
memory, leaves, love
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Sliced radish sandwich. /
Butter and pumpernickel /
embrace Spring’s first crop.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Lightning … thunder … rain /
Wind scatters all that remains /
Memory … leaves … love
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When the world’s empty /
and holds no love, you will have /
evolved to your Hell.
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First yard work of Spring; /
muscles fight the bloom of work: /
Dandelion aches.
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Flower bends to the wind; /
bee bends to the flower’s desires: /
pollen adventures.
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Light snow and flowers;
sky whistles a gray day tune —
Spring catches its breath.
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The first day of Spring /
and temperatures Fall in /
gentle confusion.
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I broke my first rule /
when I tweeted you. That first /
step is the big one.
Filed under poetry by author, Silly Saturday