(A combination of Sijo, tanka and haiku) When beige and snow-white clouds collide and coalesce in the sky. When wild geese high in the air make V formations and fly away My imagination beckons me to pen down my thoughts. sweet music fills me. unable to contain it, it spills forth in verse. into paper, flows my whims, cloaked in lovely rhyme and rhythm. consummated thoughts, the rapture of soul in art~ poetree yields sweet fruits!
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