the cripled choir :



today was nothing

but  transformations of leaves

falling from the plumtree


time comes  came  changed into

the noise from its ghost and tone

now a story of past 



Haiku by Lourdes
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Written on 2008-01-31 at 19:08

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
oh what a lonesome melencholic feeling this one has. I have experienced this many times. Well done my daughters in expressing such emotions through your word pictures.


Sublime and sublte Lourdes well done nice to see you back
rgds mike