Spring has fuddled off into mountains bleared with late April blizzard. Prompted and brought to you by "Vague"
Category: haiku
A Worry of Stone
Under these mountains— murmuring stream glint, tumble soil and sand. Fret
What You See is What you Hear
Gold flash in catkins— chittering song somewhere there— Ahhh! flittering finch!
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