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Poet. Explainer. Foreigner-at-large.

Posted on May 4, 2018 by Mikels Skele

I jump
Time pulls the chain
Splat!

Winter, already
a memory pushed away
by fragile blossoms

Up there, Orion
rules the darkness, but dawn breaks
arrows, dogs, and all

First hot day of spring
the weeping cherry decides
its now or never

Do fish,
too,
dream of spring?