Written 29 August 2025 for 1407 Untitled Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian strand
Haiku 50 wheat field bathed in gold grain shafts, wind sways them all~ time for harvest in fall. . . . . . . . . . .\ I /. .\ I /. .\ I /. \ \ \ \I/ \I/ \I/ \ \ \ \I/ \I/ \I/ l I I I l I I I a ---------------------- • • • • • • • • • • • m w ~h ~e ~a ~t f ~i ~e ~l ~d b-a-t-h-e-d in g-o-l-d e h g-r-a-i-n s-h-a-f-t-s, w-i-n-d s ~w ~a ~y ~s t t ~I ~m ~e f-o-r h-a-r-v-e-s-t in f-a-l-l.
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Written 29 August 2025 for 1407 Untitled Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian strand