picture poem #213
hungry birds
fly in tomorrow's wind
with mornings river
like fresh dew
sunrise and sunset
painting the leaves
fly in tomorrow's wind
with mornings river
like fresh dew
sunrise and sunset
painting the leaves
Another title: This is my Wasteland. A compilation of some my picture poems, riming haikus and haikus. The numbers are irrelevant.
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