I love you
on the tip of my tongue
spring drizzle
fleeting summer dream
between the spoken
and unspoken
my first taste
of make-up sex
crimson leaves
thundersnow
rumbling in the distance
her parting words
NeverEnding Story, September 19, 2014
Biting NOT Barking: Bombs and Storks Haiku by Daniela Misso
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*English Original*
bombs fall
in a child's eyes
storks flying
Third Place, indianKUKAI, 37
Daniela Misso
*Chinese Translation (Traditional) *
炸彈落下
在孩子的...