Haiku 2011 - #196

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wild wind wild sparrows ...

no doors to open

no doors to close

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Storm door

in from the rain

... a spider.

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Out to the crisp day
even the door
... moaning.

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Scratches in an old door
crying out
... begging in?

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Inaccessible
stories
... of a bricked doorway.

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Stains
of our declines -
the scrape, the scar of withdraw.

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A fragile light
moaning through slips
of a door's judgment.

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Again, the narrow door
my threshold shadow to bright -
... not today the light.

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