On this blessed day
The haiku come so slowly--
Words are impoverished.
The haiku come so slowly--
Words are impoverished.
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Haiku written on regular walks along the same road in all four seasons since 2005
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- One by One They Fly
- Proud Prince of Pecking
- Dropped by an Angel
- Puddly Mirrors
- Like a Lone Musical Note
- The Unsunny Road
- Or Savor the Breeze?
- Just Whose Slave Am I?
- Sun Slides Through the Air
- Fixed Forever on the Earth
- The Mist Fallen Road
- In the Forest Sea
- Who Has the Mirror?
- Words are Impoverished
- On This Blessed Day
- On the Yellow Road
- Welcoming the May
- Only the Sun Knows
- Winking at the Road
- Drops in the Sunlight
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