For Dew (Haiku) Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

For Dew (Haiku)



It's such a pity
that folks think they can gather
love in a fortnight.

The poet Schiller,
while watching Johann Wolfgang,
advised great caution.

Observe the heart, man.
And tissue-match it sweetly
love is forever.

It is forever,
for one who will be hoping
for magic flowers.

Note:
This is my last poem.
I shall post no more.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: haiku,magic
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