~~Haiku River~~

he wanted it so...
she was having none of it...
frustration is grand
 
the young grass grows tall
vibrant, it bends in the breeze
I miss the whistling
 
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were it important...
rivers would not hamper them

her excuse was lame
 
a ghost of waters

permeates the merriment

beads
the elixer
 
wildsweetone said:
low tide
eel climbs the riverbank
duck eats mud


mud person am I
slinking slow along egg shells
defining darkness
 
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