Monday, August 27, 2012

Haiku Poems, 7/5/12

Above and below
these clouds cover the mountain
claws in frothy sea

There comes an echo
noise of an eagle hunting
sun fights against gray

Nothing remembered
perhaps only this: pastel
brushstrokes in the sky

What is the kanji
for this feeling, this moment
the rock wall--mist slick

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