poetry diary

I rhyme to see myself, to set the darkness echoing. (Seamus Heaney, from Personal Helicon)

Flattened nettle leaf
against wire fence, shadow-veined;
changed with each cloud pass.

Wanting to speak truth
to the hillsides and forests
I feel overwhelmed.

Thinking of people
like you being close to me
helps me feel hopeful.

Time passes slowly
and almost nothing changes
while all is renewed.

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Three haiku to go together

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