Haiku #036 (Night Dance) Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Haiku #036 (Night Dance)

Rating: 5.0


Winds rustle the trees;
dance together in night skies
to age old music

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

'Winds rustle the trees'. I adore those winds rustling, whistling through the trees, and my hair. That's what makes me remember I am still alive. A deep poem.10

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