It's as if spring never happened. I was flipping through my poetry notebook and noticed that I had only winter and summer haiku this year. Where did the spring go? Maybe you can figure it out. Here are a couple of winter haiku:
Icicles
all the colors
of the day.Every second
a new sense of awe
falling snow.
And a couple of summer haiku:
Stay away
from my bicycle,
grasshopper.My only friend
in the Milky Way,
Big Dipper.
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