Haiku's 30/11/12 Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

Haiku's 30/11/12

after dusk, church bells
I walked through the graveyard
avoiding any slips
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what a performance
the autumn leaf falls this year
it's like no other
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on the horizon
a distant tree stands alone
my compass home
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when no one came, I
had only my destiny
my birth, my grief, death
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take care - my dear poets
your words have meaning
mountain spring water
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poems are a river
flowing on their sacred course
oceans of applause