Dandelion Wine Summer Count Haiku

two rabbit morning:
white tails dashing under brush -
a good day to live

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final raspberries
summer sun distilled deep red
sweetest juice is last

Questions & Answers

The poet in the child is crippled, I think, when the child is conditioned to expect an answer whenever there is a question.

Miller Williams
Making a Poem

Ending of City Lights