Riming Haiku #305 (From, This Is My Wasteland) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Riming Haiku #305 (From, This Is My Wasteland)



The forest black eyes,
marchland of scenic disguise
- spring now in its rise.

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