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Friday, November 2, 2012

Full Moon Haiku





Beneath orb pallor
the earth is a silver sea
where we drift homeward

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beneath harvest moon
autumn day has gifted hours
to gather in sheaves

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beneath heaven’s broach
the spoil of worldly beggars
is putrid plunder

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mellow misty moon
paints platinum poetry
on onyx ocean

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silver stepping stone
lover's lone lunar lamplight 
polished perfection

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gleaming, gentle gaze
probes passionate pondering
without word-wisdom

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Janet~



1 comment:

  1. These are just gorgeous, Janet.
    My favorite line:
    "autumn day has gifted hours
    to gather in sheaves"

    Ahhhhhh.

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