Haiku Collection Poem by Ila Manish

trellis of branches
over the moon...
autumn eve

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diyas adorn the season-
pools of gold
melting into the night

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little boy
throws speckled stones-
ripples in the water

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water glistens-
light bounces off
the mirror of spray

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icicles...
little girl
shivering by the dying fire

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red sand-
a gnarled branch rises
white amongst the brown

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midsummer rain
frogs peep out and begin
their nightly chorus