Upward fading
on treetop tendrils
I spiral the limelight
hollow.
crystal frost navigates
an icy hollow, moon music
rides the wind and spores on the
full window.
Belong and down
into fading night.
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Hey all, it has been awhile since I posted a poem. This is used to be three different haiku. I ran it through a Dada generator to make a new poem. Several years ago, I wrote three haiku every day for a year. So I have a lot of bad haiku. I have good haiku too. The bad haiku, I recycle.
Till next time...
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