“Afternoon”
Golden light dapples
through leaves green and brown, like a
patchwork canopy.
Steve D
Golden light dapples
through leaves green and brown, like a
patchwork canopy.
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Please find me a mug
which can both radiate and
retain its own heat.
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The river follows
the open path, while the wave
gathers its force.
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The moment whispers,
a feeling captured like an
imprint on the heart.
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At times I wonder
if my haikus will one day
be read as proverbs.
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The flame flickers on,
ever dancing, reaching, yearning
to conquer the dark.
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To have real focus
is really just the absence
of good distractions.
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The foremost reason
I drink coffee at my desk
is to warm my hands
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An annoying thing
Is to be interrupted
By your own train of-
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Fog creeps into sight
Dragging my mind down, frozen-
Will I wake again?
Steve D