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natural cliques

the whispering trees
leave the shrubbery taunted
by airborne secrets.

by howard

October 9th, 2008

Posted in haiku

Tagged with nature, perception

howard

nice
:)

Mr. Queasy, the fish.

Well, let them murmur;
the shrubbery's fancied by
the knights who say 'Ni!'

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