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haiku on the cusp of the solstice

ByKymberlee

today at the lake
winter is nigh, the trees bare
the sun a cold gift

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do you see?

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after school haiku

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under cloudy sky fennel flowers and barbed wire laughing our way home

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this overflow

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I could not have known what love is if I had never felt this longing. Anything done to excess becomes boring except this overflow that moves toward you. ~Rumi

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