Monday, July 29, 2013

three haikus


Beware the fuzzy
bumble bee kissing blossoms.
Grasp him and be stung.

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The moon and two hawks
on a sunny morning blind
eyes that look skywards

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Cicada, like pain,
shakes the body's attention.
Sit still, and silence.


     


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