Tiny Poems about Nature
(haiku)
Stark, the branches wait,
not dead, but in quiet song.
Blossom’s kiss to come.
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Out of mountain mist,
birds emerge like shadow poems.
Trees listen quietly.
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A simple blade of grass.
Without fanfare,
it quietly sustains life.
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A song bird in flight,
soft wind curling from its wings.
Orange blossoms open.
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