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04-22-18 - a Haiku Anthology

mallards... a pair koi carp can't compete... duck feet strang orange shapes ~ sunshine... summertime fickle spring... climate changing muted cuckoos ~ Jenny wren... begging let summer have its way seasons confound spring ~ first orange tip fluttered by... seeking partners tortoiseshell denied ~ sloe... blackthorn blossoms cover branches... bumper crop sloe gin... matures ~ the rose of love... red a plantation... perfumed peace goodwill offerings ~ small cabbage white... large cabbage white... survivors man persecutes all ~ badger road kills... lies... badger baiting kill... no thought chucked onto roads ~ the gardening red squirrels... setting acorns galleons can thank ~ a twinkle... a star no... the magic in your eyes casting true love spells ~ the smell of cut grass tossed... laid out to dry... fodder winter sustenance ~ the wolf calls... howling... you will not hear one cry only man cries wolf saffron... stamens a tasty orange surprise sunshine on a plate ~ why do we cut grass clip our hedges... keep them neat habitat destroyed ~ a speckled wood dappled shadows dancing no... a butterfly ~ kew gardens... flora dandelions... speedwell... moss... natures eye candy ~ leaf cutter bees slugs... snails... caterpillars... unpaid gardeners ~ tulips fading... done bluebells charming... chiming on grateful are the bees ~ koi carp now feeding mallard ducks most welcomed a pond to ponder ~ pond skaters... a joy... blackbird bathing... pigeon drinks hark... a dusk solo ~ darkness enhanced glowworms... fireflies... fairies natural raves... fun ~ dive into the depths swim with dolphin... surf the waves sunset calling time ~ kelp forest... waves... syncronised perfection... fry sanctuary...

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