Wednesday 4 March 2009

haikus

.NeverFades.
Water flows, cascades.
Sharp rocks ground down, until smooth.
Scars will never fade.

.ListeningIn.
Extractor fan hums,
polite conversation said,
over coffee cup.

.ValleysRamble.
Woodpeckers rhythm,
train chorus rumbles below.
stream twinkles like stars.

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