Terry L. Young
Wabash Moon, a Haiku Trilogy
Skipping water bugs
stamp ringlets across the moon.
The river flows south.
Shadow ghosts play tag
Over the scattered starlight.
The river is wide.
A light through the trees,
Cautious footsteps on the bank...
The river is deep.
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