Puddles of snow neath
the shivering old pine tree—
grandpa's long white beard
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Fiery mushroom sprouts
beneath the tensed napalm skies—
ashes whisper woes.
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Sometimes, I wonder
what the trees do
when all their leaves are shed
by the winds of autumn.
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The skies intercourse
with raindrops and soft sunshine—
birthing a rainbow.
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Dandelion seeding dream drift
ferrying nascent secret notes
whispering over the revering sapphire night
weaving nocturnal prayers
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Sun-dried mango leaves
cracking beneath slow footsteps—
echoes of tide waves.
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Autumn sheds its skin,
entombing summer's hot glow—
mat for winter's feet.
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🪟🎶 Haiku! 🥁
Woodpecker wings
fluttering on window pane
dawn's overture drum.
Wisdom appears in sunshine and rain.
When day dwindles with sundown, a new day heralds with sunup!
What melts, slowly evaporates.
' The only criticism you can control is your own'.