falling snow covered
potential independence
with housebound stillness
i've done this before -
baked this bread, read this same book -
but it's not the same
wait for it... and keep
waiting... until either shades
fall down or eyes open
i sometimes wonder
whether i would be better
understood by loons
if i could write a
poem that embodied you, i'd
keep it my secret
2 comments:
I love haiku! I was trying to write at least three a weak at the beginning of the semester but that soon ceased to be...have you read Basho?
you WOULD be better understood by loons!
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