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Spring HaikuA soft breeze sweeps through
Pale cherry blossom petals
Carrying my tears.
PrisonerThe prisoners in
cages of sadness. What if
it was us instead?
Broken Temple Cradled by forest
And gentle whispers of wind
Songbirds softly call
A solitary temple
A broken shrine so patient

A stone goddess waits
Flowers adorn her figure
A smile on her lips
Arms outstretched to weary souls
Butterflies rest on her hands

So long forgotten
By all but the falling leaves
That ever praise her
And her sacred resting place
Hidden by nature's children
One minute past twelveLuscious shoe-lace skies
Tied in a mint moonlit bow;
Open this next day.
TimeRiver flows frozen
Birds like to dance in the sky
Another year past
Nightthe moon is outside
water rushes from the sky
my universe cries
NightThe darkness of night
Made complete obscurity,
Then comes daylight.
Haiku - Springtime!
Hope is in the air

                    The wonders of creation

                                              Can you hear feel the warmth?
Lavender- HaikuLavender smoke drifts
Burning sweetly in my pipe
I am calm, at peace
The Sun KingLook at the Sun go down,
In the fire lit sky,
Burning. Melting; into night.
Watch the sun die slow, calmly,
The night takes over,
Arising in the daytime.
Breaking in the crack of dawn,
Taking its birthright,
Ruling the day forever.
Valentine's SeasonValentine’s season
Full of happiness and love,
Rain falls silently.
Seasonal HaikuA sparkling moon:
Shimmering in the water,
A glittering eye.

I feel the wind blow—
Blushing bright autumn colours
Turning of new leaves.

Frothy white waves soothe
Troubled minds. I scrunch my toes—
It’s too cold this year...
The Weird Colored Birds.The white and rusty
Brown colors adorning each
Bird mean it's springtime
momentsunny air
spiderweb shadows
soon summer

campfire smoke
cherryflower dance
gracefully now

through the air
like an uncommon melody
white petals flow
WastelandImmortal fallout.
Invisible specters stay
to echo silence
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Maybe that's a good thing.

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Rainfall.

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A saddened sky
Shed soft tears of sorrow, but
Where is happiness?

Raindrops flutter down
Crystal teardrops keep falling-
Waiting for the sun.
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I snagged these from my old account as well..
Simple haikus inspired by rainfall.
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~KikuMizu Sep 18, 2012
I don't usually like haikus but I did like this one.
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Mood: Adoration ~Elizabeth-R-12345 Sep 8, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I think this is so lovely. It's simple and beautiful. Great job~!
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Mood: Triumph ~proper-genius Sep 8, 2012  Student Writer
Why thank you
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~Elizabeth-R-12345 Sep 8, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
You are very welcome~! :)
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