Haiku 2011 - #144

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but now, the March sun

combs these rotting grasses ...

see, there was snow here

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Haiku 2011 - #15

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sea and sea of grass ...

a lark

joins the falling snow

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Blood in black grasses

or maybe shadows

just the autumn sun.

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Huddled

over last week's news

... autumn grasses.

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A rash of flies ...

sunset scratching

through dry stubble grasses.

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Creeping through grasses

the burning belly

of a robin.

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... and winter grass

to ease the fall

flake after flake ...

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... tickling

each flake that passes

ivory grasses ...

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Crackling grasses
hinting the fall and angels
... trapped in snow.

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