butterflies flit
from garden to garden --
walking my shadow
swatting flies...
alone in the attic
on this summer day
standing in
the way of the autumn wind...
my old dog and me
whiskey stains
on One Man's Moon
. . .winter dawn
Frogpond, 35:2, 2012
Butterfly Dream: Grey Hair and Smile Haiku by Deborah Karl-Brandt
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*English Original*
grey hair
something left of the boy
in his smile
*First Frost*, 7, Spring 2023
Deborah Karl-Brandt
*Chinese Translation (Trad...
