Here come the clouds
Like ragged clockwork
Busting with trouble
Friday haiku 127
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Here come the clouds
Like ragged clockwork
Busting with trouble
Oh, Spring,
You’ve sprung
A leak!
I dream of a child
Climbing a mountain
Which of them is me?
Fog drenched night
Sheltering
A surly moon
Weather lurching
Back and forth like a fist fight
Good morning, migraine