his left sleeve
flapping
in the winter wind
the old man talks
to himself and the sea
Gusts, 26, Fall/Winter 2017
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...
