Prediction? Foresight?Era ends. Synchronic withpandemic terror. What do I do now?Who actually am I?Self-doubt creeps and stays. Raise myself aboveall my own misconceptions.Brush up, present,
Tag: Haiku
Stuck in the Middle. A Haiku Poem.
a #haiku #poem
Seasonal Affectations
The days are still short
daylight remains elusive,
yet we soldier on.
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In the Shadows – Haiku Poem
Long, looming shadows. Impractical clothing days. Crisp, cold, but sunny. The darkness recedes; ice crystals shrink from the light. Energy transfers. What was once frozen,
An Autumnal Haiku Poem
Pumpkin spice latte
Arboreal colour change
Plan to hibernate
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Crown Jules Presents 