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Hanging Around

as the wind blows south the poplar tree saps black blood soaked are roots with pride

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Skat A

Date: 8/21/2013 1:36:00 PM

Hi Mark, your probably getting bored of all my visits. I can't help it, I love learning and reading all different kinds of haiku. another beauty that stands tall.. amazing imagery...SKAT

Mark Taylor
Date: 8/23/2013 2:52:00 AM

Thank You SKAT! Keep visiting as often as you please your words, thoughts, and opinions are more than welcomed, they are encouraged....Mark*

Skat A

Date: 8/21/2013 1:30:00 PM

Hello Mark, i love the lingering image. makes me want to stay and imagine more of the moment... SKAT