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Sunday Haiku

bohemian bird

brilliant in character

waxes in cold sun
 

the coppiced woodland

desolate in my childhood

now home for waxwings
 

the sun whispers grow

to coppiced trees that listen

even in moonlight

Haiku contributed from Nite Rote.

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