power lines slice
fog over the pond beside
a solar panel hill
Written for the Haiku Foundation's Earthrise Rolling Haiku Collaboration
Waiting . . .
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I am waiting for you. Where do you wait? In Florida with retirees? South along the Gulf of Mexico? All the way home to sunny Mexico? Is anyo...
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