Summersend (Combined Haiku and Tanka)
summersend
population - 90 days
blink your eyes and you're through it
Leaves
something in the wind
that whispered play of old green
then this sudden chill
with arms about my shoulders
sadly thinking summersend
how they toss about
then calm as thoughtful children
clinging clinging summersend
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2009
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