Tag: poem
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fog born
Even in the fog calm water reflects the trees. Get it? Just be still.
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Pendulum
begin again
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Maybe
Maybe you are right. Maybe you have it all wrong. Only time will tell.
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Evergreen
On the snow-fogged peak the lonely evergreens smile. Such emptiness. Joy!
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Perspective
“How large is too large?” said the wise, soaring eagle. The gnat said, “How small?”
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Christmas Americana
Lately, many of my Haiku were inspired by “Wordless Wednesday”—a weekly feature on the travel blog, “Chambers on the Road,” by Betty Chambers.
