Haiku (#9)
Violent barrage
Of wind blown rain fog mist snow
Spring bleeds green beneath.
Of wind blown rain fog mist snow
Spring bleeds green beneath.
Labels: Pathetic poetry.
Posted by Zhoen on Thursday, April 12, 2007
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
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2 comments:
I especially liked this one. And it's true...
Oh, yes. That was just how it felt.
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