Haiku - 12
a black crow swoops low
the brisk autumn morn deceives--
a yellow leaf floats...
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A great memory ( so vivid ) A clear crisp Fall morning
as I peered from my window ~ one old crow darted from his
high perch ~ A morning treat, a meal. Only to quickly
call off the hunt with a haphazard reckless turn to the west ~
one single falling leaf, quite deceitful........
To: P.D.
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010
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