Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Poetry Tuesday: two stanzas of haiku about an old friend.


On Sunday

Warm air kissed near ground,
Winter's wrap of cold shrugged back,
I'd worn the light coat.

Hands met old pockets
Where, inside, a stored chocolate
Jumped to meet my grasp.

Ancient and Naked

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