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Heaven's furry sheep Grazing the light atmosphere Bares blue the sky's bloom Clouds were made to weep Not paint portraits on blue air Trees without perfume The virtual sea These Jason's sail, hides nothing Except death's surprise The eyes graze the deep Visions of the mind, what fear Like frosty waves leap From the hearts dark sea The wind of thoughts in rags bring Logic's cold demise Love should not regret The fancy of the heart, wing It, denying death For clouds' sheep are dreams Dream's love are clouds, the blue air With new magic teems

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Date: 5/20/2009 12:18:00 AM
Great imagery David Rgds Brian
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Date: 5/19/2009 10:58:00 AM
remarkable talent! my friend! Jim
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Date: 5/19/2009 6:45:00 AM
I like how you had described clouds as "heaven's furry sheep"(i hope i didnt misinterpert it wrongly:p) This haiku makes me think of the sky in create imagery:)
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