May 2018
Mysterious wood
A large, surreal petal sleeps
near my golden pen
Open near woodlands
A beautiful, soft bird sings
under the lotus
Shining afforest
Special aged waters glide on
in spite of the calms
A large, surreal petal sleeps
near my golden pen
Open near woodlands
A beautiful, soft bird sings
under the lotus
Shining afforest
Special aged waters glide on
in spite of the calms
It's so weird going through my journals from a few years ago.
These haikus were scratched out
These haikus were scratched out
(28/F/United Kingdom)
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