rimming haiku #39
Each corn is swaying
when the wind harp is playing,
- bleakness conveying.
when the wind harp is playing,
- bleakness conveying.
posted by Peter S. Quinn at 6:24 PM
Friday, November 19, 2004
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- Name: Peter S. Quinn
Peter has been very prolific, - with more than 15 thousand music works /instrumental songs, and over 10 thousand poems and lyrics. You can find nearly 7 thousand music works and more than 5 thousand poems and lyrics by him on the internet.
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