Three clumsy HaikuA Poem by Michael OliverI opened the door The spider was awoken In the running - sorrow
The moment alive A wren punctuates a branch And wet white droplets
The white of blossoms Escape the curve of the branch Captured in the air © 2018 Michael Oliver |
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1 Review Added on March 27, 2017 Last Updated on September 3, 2018 AuthorMichael OliverAboutI like capturing the world in various mediums for a long time I was a painter, but more recently I realize the same imperative can be used to direct words as well as brushes. more..Writing
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