#1
The grass is curving,
twirling, poking, tangling, yes.
I look up and there is sun.
#2
Ideas blowing through mind,
feet pounding on cement, splash
rain. drops, pouring
#3
tan buildings everywhere, somewhere, clouds drifting through sky
colored blocks flowing by.
Nice description! I really like the haikus!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poems. I love the second one especially.
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