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Tag: haiku

Haiku S

rosy dawn backlight
of a city still glowing
from a pure, dark night.

Haiku OS

Haiku of the Week

Laying on my lap,
snoring cutely, twitching paws.
Does he dream of thorns?

Haiku OOO

Grapple the problem.
Bend it, spindle it, burn it.
The ashes reply.

Haiku II

Bones of yearning trees

reach toward the glowing sky.

Boy do I feel small.

Haiku I

Cold wind stings my skin.

I seek solace in grey skies

where birds fly sideways.