raining nights
in bloody 1846 ...
a Mexican yells out
we didn’t cross the border
the border crossed us
Ribbons, 8:3, Winter 2013
A Room of My Own: Oriole Song Haiku
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hiking alone
I'm lost except for
oriole song
FYI: This is a sequel to my haiku below:
the scent
of dappled sunlight
redwood hike
*Autumn Moon Haiku Jour...
