Riming Haiku #284 (From, This Is My Wasteland) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Riming Haiku #284 (From, This Is My Wasteland)



Through cloud of darkness,
comes spring new and vivacious
- time's tautologous.

Thursday, May 31, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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