The moon meditates in the stillness
of waters. Insects and frogs hold
their breath, listening to silence.
A row of willows sways gently
in serenity. Captivated,
I find my words lost in ether.
December 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
Poetic Musings: Bombs and Storks Haiku by Daniela Misso
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bombs fall
in a child's eyes
storks flying
Third Place, indianKUKAI, 37
Daniela Misso
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