A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Fog

Winter morning fog
Ghosts walk between ghosts of trees
Distant in the dawn.

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4 Comments»

  echostains wrote @

Ghost walking between ghostly trees – LOVE it!

  Chuck wrote @

Soft White Clouds Settle
Devouring All I Can See
Peacefully Alone

  daniel wrote @

do you mind if i use your poem in a small picture book im preparing for my masters project?

  Abigail Parker wrote @

Yes, you may use my poem – I’m flattered! Please credit Abigail M. Parker (c) 2011. Thank you! 🙂


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