Haiku
first snow
flakes of a poem
fall on my page
in bitter cold
time freezes
waiting for a thaw
unburdened
the tree branches stretch out
toward the infinite
buried deep
the long slumber in darkness
of next spring’s seeds
© Neetu Malik
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Enveloped in twilight mist
they are known only to him -
Until I can fly . . . as the sun goes down
and waves come closer
with the rising tide -
life spills . . .
forming red rivulets in sand
in the vast desert
man’s fury against man
reasons I do not understand -
spring has come
and gone
summer breeze nudges
dense foliage to dance -
they said to remember crawdads
asked me to listen for their song
when my heart was heavy
and my sorrow dark
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