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spearflower berries
tempting the sparrows with their color –
graveyard in the mist

© Yozakura
Silently they watch
Life flittering here and there
Stone remembrances.

 

–my response for–

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille

 

Harrowing Tide

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Darkness Sings in the Witching hour,

As spectres writhe in Sublime Masquerade,

Witless watching goes unnoticed

While worries and doubt march in Parade;

To Sleep

I WANT to sleep
but it would visit me

I want to sleep
but it wanted to meet me

I want to sleep
but it’s been waiting for me

I want to sleep
but it can’t wait patiently