Haiku 2017 - #285

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poplars in the wind ...
their voice, their words, these
pages of summer

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Haiku 2017 - #252

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shhh summer storm ...
in tallest poplars
what can, what must be said

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Haiku 2011 - #139

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A List of Voices ...

the scattering shards

of a taken sparrow

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Autumn rain ...

through the trees

a door takes the voices.

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... up into the rain

a distant angry voice

up into the rain ...

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Fooled

into the morning fog

... no, less than that.

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Palms up, palms down

what's the poplar trying to say

... summer wind.

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In browned petals

something scribbled

in Bramble.

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My pile of pebbles ...

the ant

suggests a change.

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Voice voices

their chittery-chattery

noises noises

drowning the rain

drowning in voices.

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I knew the words

the other day, but not these

... not this way.

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... just answering

voices in the rain ...

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No forgetting, no sleep

the price they claim

... voices in the rain.

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Chasing the whispers
wandering through fingers
... of forest.

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Muffled shouts blocks away
other points
... for other people.

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Prayers in the rain
... what is spoken
... what is meant.

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Mile onto mile
her name, her name
... the plea of her name.

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(Inspired by Slipper Buddha at Flickr)

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Again
and again the warbler
... but could not wait.

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Rain and whistling gale
tossed maples reply
... don't be afraid.

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Called to forest
to hear a distant owl
... but no further.

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