Humanity is splitting at its seams;
threads that keep us tethered to each other are unraveling,
string by string.
Saturday, January 23, 2021
A Few Haikus
Wind breathes a swift
sigh
Leaves rustle to give
applause
Birds bow in
thanks
Bright blooms now bow
down
Dull Frost nibbles
edges
Spring or winter now?
As the phoenix burns
Fireflies twinkle in
ether
Cool evening settles
Fifty-six today?
Just four more to go
before
Expendable age
Stream music notes
Red maple leaves
rustle
Helicopters buzz
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