Tuesday 29 June 2010

2010-07-01 haiku



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the girl in white dress

slipped through the fabric of time
she couldn't get back

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the attic room
empty no more
girl in white dress

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the child asked to leave
the sorrows of human world
elders sent her back

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so apprehensive
at night when child went to bed
the room came alive

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moisture on windows
the child gaily drew pictures
the mother annoyed

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child roamed free o'er fields
from dawn 'til sunset, she knew
countryside her friend



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child opened the door
dark space with stars lay beyond
child shut door quickly

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child looked in its eyes
and saw vast spaces within
the child remembered

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she belonged nowhere
walked a fine line between worlds
her choice where she went

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today I found
a four leaved clover
in an old book

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reading diary
not hers, from old rusty box,
echoes of her life...

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her eyes reflecting
constant change of scenery
within she is still

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last page of letter
loosened and taken by wind
before it was read

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looked into the void
wind blowing cloak behind her
she opened her arms

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endless apathy
caused all to fall in ruins
weeds grew straight and true

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still eyes stare at me
I click camera button
frog jumps back in pool...

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leaf held fast to tree
all winter, then sun came out,
leaf dried and fell down

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standing on the hills
watching the eve'ning's dark sky
a star shone brightly

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lilac blooming
early morning
fresh and fragrant

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garden of your heart
so many happy hours
spent there together

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heady eve'ning scents
bluebells and lilacs
waft in from garden

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the silent house
waiting for lovers return
expectantly

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you were there always
from the first day I saw you
'til the day you left

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I blow kiss towards
my black and white cat, he winked
his right eye at me

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the cat stares at me
through the window willing me
to get out of bed...

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little kitten
with wide blue eyes
cloud in the sky

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dragon holding egg
gently in its mouth
carried it 'cross sky

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baby cloud sep'rates
from parent cloud, cries loudly
then curls into ball

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parent cloud turns round
opens mouth, blows baby cloud
into nothingness

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white flamingo
her head arching sky
cloud's graceful dance

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a wind got up
chased clouds out of their playground
a clear blue sky

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shadows falling
evening enfolding
a thought whispers

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heavy ancient book
voluminous as forest
of dry dusty leaves

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gath'ring the biggest
allows the smallest
develop and grow

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clouds scuttling over
see reflection in pools
they stop and they look

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crawling in shadow
bastion of mind rebels
oneday to break free

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she dared not to stop
pushing through the boundaries
keeping hope alive

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smiling
the wrinkled face
alive

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respect for nature
new meaning and direction
being relevant

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door opened slowly
a moonbeam entered, shone on
the man in long cloak

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service too busy
I sit outside cathedral
sparrow sits with me

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ruined cathedral
remnants of stained glass windows
open to the sky

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lies in sweet repose
gentle white marble figure
hands clasped in prayer

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standing alone
the tree finds its freedom
to spread branches

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one voice echoing
throughout the mountains
carries a message

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protecting new life
hawthorn's leafy green bowers
feathered wings concealed

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walk with love
on winding mountain road
and listen

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against the full moon
shadow of lone wolf howling
broke the night's silence

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the wind was howling
she was searching for lost child
so disconsolate

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when wind realised
her raging howling was heard
forever searching

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old abandoned church
wind howling through the windows
echoes of sorrow

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echoes of shadows
dwelling in cave of the mind
fire keeps flickering

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the cities destroyed
the sad echoes; then oneday
first bird sings again

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the face in mirror
smiled so sweetly back at her
made all the difference


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the mirror echoed
her sadness, so her mouth smiled;
the mirror surprised

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out of the mirror
flew the raven, carrying
a black inscribed stone

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"If no appointment
then the nobody
will answer the door"

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sun is shining here
through crystals in my bedroom
many rainbows dance

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blue dragonflies
weaving their magic for you
before your eyes

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butterfly flutt'ring
in the breeze wings fall downwards
clematis seedhead

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I sit quietly
peacock butterfly alights
on palm of my hand

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early morning mist
ferry boat crossing mersey
everywhere so still



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an arched rose garden
rambling roses all colours
mirror the rainbow

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nature's ways
will prevail
beyond ours

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piercing ray of light
lit up the darkness
for bravest of souls

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diving in air streams
swallows twisting here and there
need no air control

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relationship
of poet with the world
precarious

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there is nothing new
ideas have echoed through time
diff'rent perceptions

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strokes of a pen
sketches on paper
germs of ideas

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sea holding the sun
and the clear blue sky
everything shining

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the heart grows older
return all the fallen leaves
welcome spring's fresh thoughts

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after gentle rain
things are new again
fresh and glistening

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raindrops slip down leaf
foliage dripping
glistening jewels

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always there
by your side
never seen

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an invented place
the sprawling suburbs
the edge of nowhere

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a figure standing
on the island's shore
morning's mistiness

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she stared out to sea
when she turned away
eyes peered out of waves

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watching seas's white waves
rearing, prancing and dancing
I belong within

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floating
in the sea of unconsious
aware

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voices of seamen
carrying over ocean
their ships on sea bed

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the briars shackled
the heart of the lonely rose
weeping her red tears

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my goggles on
silk scarf flying, my plane
enters dreamland

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on station platform
edwardian people waiting
then they fade away

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somehow emerging
on the fleeting stage of life
something manifests

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eyelids shutting fast
head hitting keyboard, am now
entering dreamland

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spidery writing
at back of old photograph
betrayed the secrets

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a tiny spider
quickly weaves web 'cross my bowl
of chocolate raisins

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I wrote some haiku
at night whilst asleep
a spidery line

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spidery message
'cross window, outlined by moon
then full stop, a snail

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bewitching hour
is fast approaching, so I'm
off to my slumbers

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Thursday 24 June 2010

2010-06-24 gogyohka




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intense dark night sky
interlinking
web of stars
containing
all life

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liquid night
melting
silver running down dark trees
disappearing
into the ground

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symbiotic dance
of our soul
and personality
our
linear time

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stars
pulsating
in myriads of rainbows
multicoloured
lights

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soul
on a journey
back to original source
to be
reunited

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door opened
up
on dark clouds
a golden light

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the angel's clothing
did not rate
a second glance
he was able
to complete task unseen

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the child
opened the door
did not like her future
she
chose another door

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the child looked
into
the dark corners of her mind
she
locked many doors

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stars'
silver blessings
carrying us on the dreamland
shower
of peace

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here
there
everywhere
and
nowhere

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she
threw it all
in the garage
of
the mind

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the
dusk
fallling
like
a painted guaze stage curtain

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life
is
a mirage
nothing
substantial

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in evening's silence
the voice
carried far and wide
enticement
to sleep

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unreachable
in a place
beyond time
floating
untouchable

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floating
in
sea of equilibrium
night time's blessings

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the otherworld
inside
the mind
a
freedom

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drew her cloak
around her
and disasppeared
in the vast space
within

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guaze curtains
different backdrops
each stage unique
occupying
the same space

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all things
at
one point of time
experiencing all
at the same moment

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the candle flame
flickering
flares
the moment
gone

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cool darkness
beneath
the trees
a bench
an angel sits

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In my mind
I
wander
through formless colours
taking shape

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the moon
restrained
within twisted branches
gnarled
hawthorn tree

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moon
turned meadow
into a silvery pool
the
willows wept

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face pale and poignant
moon slipped round
to the netherworld
stars wept
silently

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traveller witnessed
kept it
to himself
mysterious
dreams

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shadows falling
evening
enfolding
a thought
whispers

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held the sea of space
within
her expansive arms
encompassed
all

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sense of mystery
the
unseeable unknown
shifting cloud
of change

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crawling
in shadow
bastion of mind rebels
oneday
to break free

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when my soul
was
dark
there
was a flash oflight

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Sunday 20 June 2010

2010-06-20 haiku



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different coloured sand
its source pieces of plastic
oneday plastic sand

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swimming in the mind
no shore to reach nor sea bed,
constantly drifting

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when we meet again
and our hearts are free
then we'll soar the skies

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the moonlight dissolved
into deep dark pool
shimmering display

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the spell was cast
she watched the horizon
then she waited

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a long faint red streak
appeared in the east
sparkling stars still shone

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I saw you last night
at dawn I will look for you
where sea meets the shore

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stood at water's edge
I held memory of you
green sea spray dancing

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shards of pain
stabbed at her eyes
seared within

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hidden wilderness
the weeping angels
an ancient graveyard

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silence of prayer
morning star singing
reaching deep within

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nothing exists
nothing is there
a fantasy

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in vastness of mind
short cameos of moments
playing themselves out

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the thought was guarded
for so many years
oneday it emerged...

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the old ways
old knowledge
needed now

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along the cloisters
each arch perfectly framing
the water garden

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under vast rainbow
promise made so long ago
will be heard again

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joyfulness shining
sunbeams heralding the dawn
child with smiling eyes

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frost a great artist
in nature he paints
and describes in rime

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last leaf on the tree
the wind howled and shook
tree surrended leaf

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whispers on the wind
tell you your story
listen carefully

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leaning on
the old gate
in the lane

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hawthorn blooming
crimson and white
fragrant flowers

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two birds on a branch
set against evening's red sky
chattering away

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the wise listener
standing by the stream
the willows bowing

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the unborn music
in hollow reeds at stream's edge
whispering in drreams

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on face of full moon
a raven there imprinted
black calligraphy

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a mossy arbour
in thicket of old willows
the seat long empty

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morning broke over
the red weeping rose
the dew drops glistened

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her sweet countenance
rosebud adorned hair
she wistfully looks

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violets waking
many shades of purple
shyly flowering

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five blue paper cranes
by my open bedroom door
twirling in the wind

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the flowers
whispering
sweet fragrance

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the weed prevails
through adversity
grows strong and true

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the marble statue
sighed and wept a tear
then was still once more

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colours
in the rain
deepen

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the clown
with red nose
face sad

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gentle rain
falling on my garden
snails come out!

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the buttercream moon
incandescent masterpiece
in dark velvet sky

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her brain is tired, it
thinks and displays in pixels
where's reality?

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a night with no moon
no reflection in the pool
darker depths deeper

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the slug's silver trails
so intricately patterned
highlighted by moon

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a whisper heard
wind's gentle sigh
the listener

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