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Misty Mire

somewhere
a head lays

on a bed
upon nudge hill

and laughs
at the rain

© Harry J Horsman 2019

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Allen Beilschmidt Sr.

March 28, 2019 at 5:25 PM

This sets a great mood harry

Warren Doll

March 23, 2019 at 7:20 AM

Very unique, Harry. All the best ~Warren

Laura Leiser

March 16, 2019 at 12:11 PM

Love the unique perspective in this poem, Harry! Very creative. :)

CayCay Godwin

March 15, 2019 at 1:18 PM

This is cross-my-eyes, intoxicating-profound. Cross my eyes because the words can't be breezed over, no - my focus was needed to tread the depth where you took my breath. You surpassed good and with joy I surpassed light reading for profound worth heeding. A pleasure. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

John Loving Iii

March 14, 2019 at 12:38 AM

So true.

Arthur Vaso

March 13, 2019 at 10:00 PM

Beautiful Harry.

Judy Ball

March 13, 2019 at 2:48 PM

I love sleeping in a tent when there is a light rain falling. It's so peaceful. Great job here. God Bless, JB

Anne-Lise Andresen

March 13, 2019 at 2:21 PM

- Just laugh :) - Raindrops are like diamond jewelery that glitters, bright lights when the sun breaks through :) - Whoever doesn't see it ... is blind :) - A lovely haiku, Harry :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)