Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Eighteen
The great blue heron
Launches himself over grey ridges
His feathers like fingers brushing the spines of books.
GL, 5/18/2011. Prevail.
Labels:
BlackBerry Viewfinder on Binoculars,
First Bird,
haiku,
poetry
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Terrific. License to fudge on the number of syllables for the last line GRANTED. A perfect picture.
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