Winter’s now three-fives.
Eleventh day of our bliss.
AOC dances.
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Winter’s now three-fives.
Eleventh day of our bliss.
AOC dances.
© rl busséll 2019 – All rights reserved
wintertime waxes
westerly wind whistles white —
wascally wabbit
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Alphabet Haiku Challenge
When written in English, it generally follows the syllabic pattern 5-7-5
This Alphabet Haiku Challenge is brought to you by Abigail Gronway (poet extraordinaire) of the Dark Side of the Moon fame. Please visit her site whenever you get the hankering for good poetry.
Saint Martin’s powers blaze.
Martin-purple sings, prays,
calls for halcyon days;
songs seen in brighter rays.
Winter’s burnish all ablaze,
now her scythe silent lays.
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