I, gone in the night
In the then warm summer night
I’ve not returned since
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Fast
I both mourn and celebrate
The something
In your fingertips
I can’t know what it is
Thus, my shroud
When in time comes the day,
My rejoice
Lent: A Haiku
Autumn had its way
My hair, now Wint’ry silver
Is promised Summer
Sticky Frog: A Haiku
Leap! The greenest Frog
And steal me back from beyond
As I think of leaves
