in the dream
a butterfly flits around ...
waking to the moon
I think about my face
before my parents were born
The Bamboo Hut, 3, 2014
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...
