the cripled choir :



today was nothing

but  transformations of leaves

falling from the plumtree


time comes  came  changed into

the noise from its ghost and tone

now a story of past 



Haiku by Lourdes
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Written on 2008-01-31 at 19:08

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Kathy Lockhart
oh what a lonesome melencholic feeling this one has. I have experienced this many times. Well done my daughters in expressing such emotions through your word pictures.


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Sublime and sublte Lourdes well done nice to see you back
rgds mike