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haiku

with fiddle-faddle

with fiddle-faddle
and delusional blindness
the front porch poet

a car rumbles by

a car rumbles by
echos of children's laughter
sounds of the city

it's a long story

it's a long story
to be so dreadfully parched
the flow of water

the sway of a tree

the sway of a tree
brings forth a tired chirping
as the sun still sleeps

fall into the blue

fall into the blue
gaze upon the setting sun
a visit with pink