Thursday, 23 April 2009

Morning Haiku


The eyes stop wise joy.
The falsely black prospects walk.
Kind kind papers fall.

Cruel delicate snow breaks.
Smooth, returning wisdom waits.



Kc
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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous24 April 2009 at 04:09

    Kc
    Ak

    funny

    i like them when they rhyme

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  2. Unknown24 April 2009 at 04:59

    Beautiful cherry blossoms!!
    what a intresting place it is ?
    I wish to know it.

    sakuo.

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