bypass the highway
riding into the east wind
dark autumn morning
Tag Archives: haiku
#880
cold November night/
huddled on ancient red rug/
an old and young dog
Filed under haiku, micropoetry
#875- Guest posting -My Brother!!
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#848
sign reads “Pigs for Sale”
set high atop frosty hill
green tin roofed farmhouse
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