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Yerry Hill Road Haiku
Haiku written on regular walks along the same road in all four seasons since 2005
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Down This Soft Fall Day
Grabbing the Moon
Waiting for the Wind
Now Dry as the Leaves
Splashes of Darkness
While Dancing With Boughs
While Viewing the Sky
A Falling Shadow
It's a Full Moon Day
It's All About Light
Prehistoric Dreams
And the Fickle Wind
A Cut of Autumn
Everything's Subdued
No snow flake on ground;Where is this Northeaster...
It's Catching the Sky
Transient Mosaics
On This Soft Morning
Last Rites of Summer
Trees Hold the Darkness
Texture I Can't Touch
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About Me
Sarv
Woodstock, New York, United States
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Thursday, September 12, 2013
No snow flake on ground;
Where is this Northeaster storm?
Two blue jays play tag.
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