Monday, July 21, 2014

Three Haiku for Flying Creatures




The flowers are here!


But the tiger swallowtail


flies up to the sun.





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Robin runs in spurts


along the road: who praises


the running of birds?





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Ragged butterfly,


how can you flutter up


more hole than wing?





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