Haiku 2021 - #350

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hawthorn blossoms ...

mosquitoes too young

even for the old

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Haiku 2010 - #943

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maidin Nollag ...

faoi bhun an gcrann sceiche

an t-ean's bronntanas

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wee hours of Christmas ...

beneath hawthorn

the jay's gift

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Haiku 2010 - #894

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Rust leaves of maple

draped in bare hawthorn ...

first snow.

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Tiny grip

tiny green fly, tiny tip

of a hawthorn leaf

a tiny prize, tiny

... blip!

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Gone the song

the sparrow, the shadow

... winter hawthorn.

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Like the hawthorn
keeping to thick forest dreams
I'm found ... and lost.

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Things most sweet:
the glee of little bees
... hawthorn blossoms.

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Tiny hawthorns
cold, cold whipping rains
... such worries, such worries.

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A breath, a moment
to tend a shy Hawthorn
who kindly asked.

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