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Poems

On a gloomy Friday.

Just now
a chill wind
winter comes early

It’s Friday again. Feel free to respond in haiku.

Autumn wind
strips leaves
from a broken branch

Here we go again. Responses in haiku are most welcome.

Amid the autumn reds
an oak tree clings
to summer

I’m starting something new — Friday haiku. I hope you respond in the comments with haiku as well. No judgment, just fun.

Red-tail hawk,
lord of earth and sky —
who invited these crows?