Little Ones – Haiku

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Movement almost seen,
Leaves shiver in low bushes,
There are tiny tracks.
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Bear September 24, 2018
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Heavy, The Air

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Heavy, the air.
Weary, the trees
Whisper their despair.
Invading miasma
Of crawling dreams,
Drifts, dense
With unremembered songs.
Heat oppressed,
Unseen Loa cry.
Intensely sweet
Their unheard wails
Are entwined,
Tangled,
In blue mist.
Eerie soup flows,
Thick with voiceless
Voices filling
Unrequited voids,
Empty of regard.
Leaves droop,
Breathless.
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August 14, 2018
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